it’s a beautiful morning in the month of May
got the radio blaring in my Chevrolet
ol’ Waylon singing somethin’ ‘bout a honky-tonk dive
bluebonnets guide my way down I-45
i’m heading back down to the bayou city
where there’s ice cold beer and red hot ladies
it’s the only place i could ever call home
and there’s a sweet Texas girl been sleepin’ alone
i up and joined the service several years ago
they asked for volunteers and i was proud to go
i’ve seen a little action in the old mid-east
but the ribbons on my chest make poor company
Dallas, Huntsville, Conroe town
Houston city limit’s just another exit down
i knock on the door, she opens it wide
wraps me in her arms and man she holds me so tight
i’m finally back home in the bayou city
it’s feeling so right and she’s looking so pretty
it’s the only place I could ever call home
and there’s a sweet Texas girl won’t be sleepin’ alone
it’s beautiful morning in the month of May
got the radio blaring in my Chevrolet
Willie Nelson singing something about love alive
heading down to Corpus with my brand new brideToulon, France ‘89
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