2025 Competition Entry:
What Can I Tell You About Texas by Lisa Wright
- Submitted:
- No Comments
Genre
AI
Artist
Website
Co-writer(s)
no
Performer(s)
Description
This song came to me in a dream one night
Bio
I do not have a song writers bio. I’m a published author but new to song writing.
Lyrics
Rolling into town on a Saturday night, a cigarette in my hand
and a cold Bud Light. No place that I need to be just a wandering mind and a night with ..no stops.
Crazy friends all lookin’ for a fight until I saw her little white tank top. Flashing those eyes, shaking that butt, and sparking that spark
We danced, we kissed and the night was perfect and it was right but then it all disappeared in that mornin’ light.
Verse 2:
The girl was gone – just 12 hours of my life with a beautiful red.
She showed me her soul and I showed her mine
Mysterious and raw – broken and kind – she was everything to me in just that little bit of time.
Chorus:
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout her?
What can I tell you about a starry night that was nothin’ but a blur?
What can I tell you about rolling plains under Austin skies that I can’t tell you about those chestnut eyes?
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout
her?
What do you do about a girl you can’t keep? One who’d be the morning when you wake and the night time when you sleep?
What do you do ‘bout a girl you can’t keep? Buddy, you can dream then in your heart she creeps – but at the end of the day she was never yours to keep.
Rolling outta town on a Sunday night, with a cigarette in hand
and a cold Bud Light. Full moon overhead just laughing at me.
Hurt in my head and Fort Worth in sight, she was on my mind and all I did was fight
Between what it was and what it ain’t.
Rolling outta town on all V8’s.
That girl was mama, harlot and saint, prima donna, little girl but angel she ain’t.
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout her?
What can I tell you about a starry night that was nothin’ but a blur?
What can I tell you about rolling plains under Austin skies that I can’t tell you about her chestnut eyes?
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout
her?
and a cold Bud Light. No place that I need to be just a wandering mind and a night with ..no stops.
Crazy friends all lookin’ for a fight until I saw her little white tank top. Flashing those eyes, shaking that butt, and sparking that spark
We danced, we kissed and the night was perfect and it was right but then it all disappeared in that mornin’ light.
Verse 2:
The girl was gone – just 12 hours of my life with a beautiful red.
She showed me her soul and I showed her mine
Mysterious and raw – broken and kind – she was everything to me in just that little bit of time.
Chorus:
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout her?
What can I tell you about a starry night that was nothin’ but a blur?
What can I tell you about rolling plains under Austin skies that I can’t tell you about those chestnut eyes?
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout
her?
What do you do about a girl you can’t keep? One who’d be the morning when you wake and the night time when you sleep?
What do you do ‘bout a girl you can’t keep? Buddy, you can dream then in your heart she creeps – but at the end of the day she was never yours to keep.
Rolling outta town on a Sunday night, with a cigarette in hand
and a cold Bud Light. Full moon overhead just laughing at me.
Hurt in my head and Fort Worth in sight, she was on my mind and all I did was fight
Between what it was and what it ain’t.
Rolling outta town on all V8’s.
That girl was mama, harlot and saint, prima donna, little girl but angel she ain’t.
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout her?
What can I tell you about a starry night that was nothin’ but a blur?
What can I tell you about rolling plains under Austin skies that I can’t tell you about her chestnut eyes?
What can I tell you about Texas, that I can’t tell you ‘bout
her?
Leave a comment