I'm going down to Austin, Texas
I'm going down to save my soul
Get that bar-b-que and chili
Eat my fill then come back home
I'm gonna take my baby with me
We gonna have a high ol' time
We gonna eat till we get silly
Sho' do make a beer taste fine
Chorus
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' something
Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' good
Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could
I know a man that cook armadillo
tastes so sweet he calls it pie
I know a woman makes pan dulce
tastes so good it gets you high
Get them enchiladas greasy
get them steaks chicken fried
Sho' do make a man feel happy
to see white gravy on the side
Chorus
I know a place that got fried okra
beat anything I ever saw
I know a man that cook cabrito
it must be against the law
We gonna get a big ol' sausage
a big ol' plate of ranch style beans
I could eat the heart of Texas
we gonna need some brand new jeans
Chorus
Guy Clark........... One of the finest song writer's, ever.
Yum! Fried armadillo - fresh caught of course. And fried rattlesnake... ok, I let someone else catch the snakes.
Guy Clark was always a Soul-Writer in my book ... and one of Texas greatest Poets of all time.
One of the highlights of my musical life is co-writing a song with him at Kerrville in '88 ... 'The Old Screen Door' ... hasn't made it onto any of his records yet due to a very complicated publishing situation, but the experience for me was simply Spiritual.