When I die, I may not go to heaven
I don't know if they let cowboys in
If they don't, just let me go to Texas
Cause Texas is as close as I've been
New York couldn't hold my attention
Detroit City could not sing my song
If tomorrow finds me busted flat in Dallas
Well, I won't care, at least I'll know I'm home
When I die, I may not go to heaven
I don't know if they let cowboys in
If they don't, just let me go to Texas
Cause Texas is as close as I've been
I'd ride through all of Hell and half of Texas
Just to hear some steel guitar and cowboy song
Beer just ain't as cold in old Milwaukee
My body's here, but my soul's in San Antone
When I die, I may not go to heaven
I don't know if they let cowboys in
If they don't, just let me go to Texas
Cause Texas is as close as I've been
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