Calvin Russell Down In Texas
It's the land of soul
Rock and Roll
The home of the blues
Pure country too
It's the hallowed ground
All around
It's full of black hippies
Rednecks and Mexes
Most of my friends stay
Way way down in Texas
In the land of musical delight
Funky days and starry nights
Way down in the central south
That's still the land of Hush Yo Mouth
Brothers and the sisters too
They get down and boogaloo
The place is still way back to see
like the end of the nineteenth century
Rock and Roll
The home of the blues
Pure country too
It's the hallowed ground
All around
It's full of black hippies
Rednecks and Mexes
Most of my friends stay
Down in Texas
We cannot afford no more
Of America´s so-called
drug-war
Don´t you think it´s mighty queer
How they push cigarettes and beer
Afraid of herbs afraid of cid
His ego loves to hate his Id
It´s too complex to catalog
I saw Onward Thru The Fog
Way way down
Down in Texas
