Letra de Texas Cookin'
Well I'm going down to Austin, Texas I'm going down to save my soul Get that barbeque and chilli Eat my fill then come back homeI'm gonna take my baby with me We gonna have a high ol' time We gonna eat 'till we get silly Sho' do make a beer taste fineOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could alrightWell I know a man that cook armadillo Tastes so sweet he called it pie I know a woman makes pan Dulce Tastes so good it gets you highGet them enchiladas greasy Get them steaks chicken fried Sho' do make a man feel happy To see white gravy on the sideOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I couldI know a place that got fried okra Beat anything I ever saw I know a man that cook cabrito It must be against the lawWe gonna get a big ol' sausage A big ol' plate of ranch style beans I could eat the heart of Texas We gonna need some brand new jeansOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I couldOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I couldOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I couldOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I couldOh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something