Southbound 35

Intro:  (As played @ Billy Bob's  
4-30-99)

Mamma raised a Christian boy
Children of the Son
Daddy was a son of a bitch
And I'm a hard hittin' son of a gun

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What the hell am I doing down in 
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Kansas City,
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I know damn well it ain't where I 
belong,
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think I'll quit my job come 5 
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o'clock,
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find my lonely way back home,
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My baby said just what are you 
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trying to prove here,
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do you really want to leave me here 
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alone,
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I said I'm staring at this ocean 
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full of Yankees,
C                   G        D
and I'd rather be in Texas on my 
own.




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So we were southbound 35, we were 
headed down the road,
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hit the border by the morning, 
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let Texas fill my soul,
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yeah let Texas fill my soul.

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The tears start to flow about the 
time that I was leaving,
she said I guess you better take me 
along,
God might have made me born a 
Yankee,
but it's time that I made Texas my 
home,
So we loaded her stuff into my 
pickup,
said good-bye to all my friends,
called my brother down in Austin,
said I'm headed home again.

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She had her feet up on the 
dashboard,
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she was holding my hand and wearing 
only a smile,
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she said it's gonna be hard to start
 all over,
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but the feeling I have will make 
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it all worth while.

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