From the recording Guitars Drums Fiddles and the Devil Takes Texas
I was born in Texas and feel this follows the line of thinking of a Texas song
Lyrics
Hot sun melting the tarmac black road cracks
Dust whirlwinds where the coyotes play their tracks
Down by the saloon where legends dare to tread
Texas heart pumping fire till the Devil’s fed
Guitars wailing like thunder in the night
Drums pounding like a fist mid bar fight
Fiddles scream twisting souls with hot breath
In Texas even the Devil fears his death
Bar doors swinging wide with a heavy creak
Crowds gathered shouting up the preacher's peak
Whiskey flows like a flood thru’ the sinner's streets
Where the Devil taps his tail to the rattlers' beats
Guitars wailing like thunder in the night
Drums pounding like a fist mid bar fight
Fiddles scream twisting souls with hot breath
In Texas even the Devil fears his death
Boots stamp down shaking the desert floor
Snake eyes glint, devil shakes the door
Up against the Lone Star with a crooked grin
The Devil folds his cards Texas wins again
Guitars wailing like thunder in the night
Drums pounding like a fist mid bar fight
Fiddles scream twisting souls with hot breath
In Texas even the Devil fears his death
