Winding Roads of Texas
The winding roads of Texas
From Staked Plains to the sea,
Are dressing up for springtime,
And for you and me.
Buttercups and daisies
Are full of April dew,
And the meadows are wearing
Gayest bonnets of blue.
There's perfume from the roses,
There's nectar for the bees,
And the lush prairie grasses
Are waving in the breeze.
The mocking-birds are singing
Their purest melody,
And the meadow larks fly upward
So high, I cannot see.
From San Antonio to Brownsville,
And El Paso in the West,
I cannot name a city
I love above the rest
For all the towns in Texas,
From mountains to the sea,
There is love within my heart,
It's there I long to be.
By Laressa Cox McBurney
(My Great-Aunt)
Published in 1938
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