Braggin Rights

I’m from the great state of Texas, the biggest and the best. No other place is like it, be either east, north, south, or west. I went to California, to see the golden state. I even seen that bridge out there, one called the golden gate. I realized really quick, I wasn’t happy here. So I turned my truck right around, and for Texas I did steer. As I reached El Paso town I stopped and had a bean. And admired the senoritas there, the prettiest I think I’ve ever seen. I kept on heading east I guess, I drove for days and days. Big D is just up ahead, the lights are all ablaze. The Cowboys must be playing home tonight, I think I’ll check it out. Victoriously they won their game, but was there any doubt. I left that town, heading south to Corpus, the city by the sea. I longed to see the sandy shores of Padre, a place so dear to me. I guess I must be getting close, I smell the briny air. Corpus is the place I love, with people kind and fair. I stayed and got my rest, I stayed for two whole nights. I decided San Antone I’d visit next, and just check out her sights. I wanted to see the Alamo, but saw the dome instead. What was I really thinking, twas rocks inside my head. Laredo was next on the list, lowest point on the Texas map. Upon this map I’m looking at I see a two inch gap. If I left early enough in the morn, I should make it in a day. Well here I am in this border town, reckon here is where I’ll stay. It’s good to be back home again where the scorpions and rattlers play. They’re just a common site for us we see them every day. I once had me an old snake nearly eight foot long, I taught him how to fetch. He must a been getting old cause he’d tire real quick of this game of catch. One day I threw it out I guess a little too far. He got ran over , poor old thing was killed by a car.