God painted the bluebonnets in the fields

By a tough little scrub oak on an East Texas hill


And he plucked the star from a lone star sky


And he put it in the twinkle of a cowboy's eye




The wide open spaces he made wild and free


Texas as far as any eye can see

And he made her sons grow tough and strong


They still cry when they hear a sad song




(Chorus:)


No place but Texas


Would I ever roam

No place but Texas


My home, sweet home


No place but Texas

My home, sweet home





When I die I hope they bury me

By the Pedernales River 'neath a white oak tree


Where I can see the longhorns graze


And the cactus flowers blooming in the morning haze




(Repeat chorus)