I'm going back to Texas I'm gonna leave my troubled life
Yeah I'm going back down to Texas
I'm gonna leave this life behind
If I don't get back down to my baby
I believe she'll change her mind
Well its heartache for breakfast and liquid misery for lunch
Yeah my baby's down south
I'm tired of waiting on that bus
My girl sends her vibey lovin better than any light or sound
The moons got an evil eye and the cold wind is slammin on my door
Yeah the moons got an evil eye and the cold winds slammin in my door
I'm going back down to Texas where I know you'll keep me warm
Yeas im going back to Texas
I need that bluesy sound
Yeah I'm headed down south
I got my guitar packed up right now
Go ahead delete your tinder baby
Cuz you got your man back right now