Cowboy 1:
You see danger on every side
Heathen strangers with suspicious eyes
And you quake in fear and rage and greed
And threaten to secede
Cowboy 2:
Put a little Texas on it, haw!
Put a little Texas on it
Put a little Texas on it and we'll ride
Singing Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas pride
Put a little Texas on the
Little Texas on your big old Texas heart
All you lovely Texas ladies
We're gonna put a little Texas on your lady parts
Cowboy 1:
Keep your little Texas off my shizz
What the fuck do you think freedom is?
Should it leave you sick, cold, dispossessed?
Abandoned, yet oppressed
Cowboy 2:
Slap a little Texas cross the slot in the ballot box
And seal it up real nice
Then we'll put a little Tex in your science texts
So you know T. Rex hung out with Jesus Christ
Shoot a little Texas up into
The clouds that sail these wide blue Texas skies
And if you mess with Texas
We're gonna put a little Texas right between your Yankee eyes
Cowboy 1:
We would never take your guns away
We may need to put you down one day
When your moment comes, we wouldn't dare
To leave the fight unfair
Cowboy 2:
Put a little -
(gets covid-19)
(coughs)
(goes on a ventilator)
(dies)
Cowboy 1:
Like the bumper stickers on your trucks
We are bound to you, which really sucks
On this issue, friends, we are agreed:
You simply must secede
credits
from Song Foundry 3-Pack #024,
released July 7, 2023
Produced by Jed Davis
Music and lyrics by Jed Davis, published by Eschatonality/ASCAP
Jed Davis: vocals, piano, organ
Davi Mello: acoustic and electric guitars
Chris Bonner: upright and electric bass
Nate Barnes: drums
Jon-Paul Frappier: trumpets
Joe Zeitlin: cello
Ayran Nicodemo: violins
Recorded by Musiversal
Additional recording by Jed Davis at Pile of Sound
Mixed by Martin Merenyi
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek