My Roots Are In West Texas (Larry W. Jones 03/20/2009) (song#5854)

My roots are in west Texas
I wear boots of leather worn
My spurs set off a jingle
On the day that I was born
I ride out on the ranges
Herd the cattle there to brand
West Texas never changes
Down along the Rio Grande

The prairies there are dusty
In winter the blizzards blow
My pony's strong and trusty
Where the purple sages grow
Longhorns may try to scatter
With new dogies and young steers
To me it doesn't matter
I'm a cowboy with no fears

When I'm away on roundup
I hear wild coyotes wail
Rattlers strike from the ground up
Makes a cowboy turn quite pale
Cookie's beans I've partaken
With his coffee boiled and strong
Then after bread and bacon
Ride the trail with merry song

My roots are in west Texas
I wear boots of leather worn
My spurs set off a jingle
On the day that I was born