Buck Owens Black Texas Dirt Letras:
Mama and papa spent the very best years of their
life on the west Texas farm Tryin' to scratch a
livin' from the black land dirt that traded them
only with storm From way before sunup to way up to
sundown papa walked behind that ol' mule Until the
day that they laid him away he lived by the golden
rule Black Texas dirt you're full of hurt and you
won't geow nothing but weeds You took my mama and
papa it's true but you ain't a gonna get me [
ac.guitar]
Yes sun and the rain well they took everything
cept the dirt that would fly in my face I swore
that someday that I'd find me a way to take me
away from this place I packed up my belongings for
soon I'd be goin' far off to start a new life And
I'd better hurry or I'd have to worry about those
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dark clouds in the sky

As I reached the gate and turned to take one last
look At the old homeplace where I was born I
thought I could hear voices callin' to me But then
I thought no that just must be the storm I
couldn't get over the feelin' something was wrong
That I was leavin' something behind I couldn't put
my finger on it but I couldn't get that off my
mind It seemed as if the wind was mama's and
papa's voices And that they were pleading with to
stay And that the rain was tears at the skies were
shadding because I was goin' away But then like a
bow of lightnin' from out the blue Oh that
feelings got over me like a flood And for the very
first time in my life I knew I had black Texas
dirt in my blood

Black Texas dirt you're full of hurt and you won't
geow nothing but weeds You took my mama and papa
it's true and now you're a gonna take me
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