My Honky Tonk Angel
I have dreamed so many dreams of life in Texas
Of cowboys and of the history I'd find there
So many hours I have been driving
but all I see are oil wells everywhere .
Long dusty roads and lorries hauling
Miles and miles of heavy industry
but just as I felt my spirit falling
A vision of loveliness appeared to me .
Calling to fill my car with fuel
Perhaps a diet coke to quench my thirst
Sat behind the counter on a stool
An angel giggled as I cursed .
She was so pleased that I was from England
She said my accent sounded like a song
She listened intently to my story
Then bluntly told me where I'd been going wrong .
There's a nice hotel in town if you are staying
You can pick me up at seven by the door
You're a nice guy but I hope you don't mind me saying
No guy ever needed my help more .
I drove her to that honky tonk at seven
Those jeans so tight I swear they're made of paint
With every word she spoke I felt I was in heaven
Those green eyes would make the toughest cowboy faint.
We danced then I sang her a ballad
My rendition of always on my mind
We kissed and we talked for hour on hour
Never have I met anyone so kind .
I walked her safely to her front door
A ranch style house on a leafy avenue
She gave the kind of kiss that shook me to my core
The strangest most beautiful woman I ever knew .
In the days that followed I found Texas
It was everything I ever thought it could be
and all the while my wonderful honky tonk angel
Was right there sharing every sweet moment with me .
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