Northeast Texas WomenCifra para Ukulele

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Say if you're South of Oklahoma, east of New Mexico, 
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West of Louisiana, where all them Cajuns go 
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We gotta a little place called Texas 
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Where the women grow on trees 
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There right there for the pickin' 
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Just as easy as a man could please 


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Run take a hold 
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You're gonna get young 'fore ya get old 
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Those Texas ladies are Texas gold 
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Kisses that are sweeter than cactus 
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Take no practice to love yeah 


Now there east of Amarillo, a little south of old Dime Box 
You can find a Cinderella 
Or a genuine Goldilocks 
And if ya don't like no love attachments, 
If your taste in women gets strange 
You could probably find something to live on 
Down in old La Grange 

Chorus: 
You better run tell the world 
You gotta have a Lone Star girl 
With her cast iron curls 
her aluminum dimples 
Cause she's so simple to love 

Now she's probably in Dallas, maybe down in old Cowtown 
I've heard em tell Texas women 
Beat the others lyin' down 
I just thought I might tell you 
In case you were unaware 
'Bout those northeast Texas women 
With their cotton candy hair 

Chorus: 
You run dig a hole, 
You gonna get young before you get old 
Now Texas women are Texas gold 
Ahh there sweeter than cactus 

(intro) 
Easy to love, yeah, easy to love 
Easy to love, mmmmm 

Chorus: 
You run tell the world, 
How you'll get Lone star girls 
With their cast iron curls, 
She's sweeter than cactus 
And easy to love....