Verse 1:

Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home

Where you tip your hats to the ladies and the rose of San Antone

I grew up on music that we called western swing

It don't matter who's in Austin, Bob Wills is still the king



Verse 2:

Lord I can still remember, the way things were back then

In spite of all the hard times, I'd live it all again

To hear the Texas playboys and Tommy Duncan sing

Makes me proud to be from Texas where Bob Wills is still the king



Verse 3:

You can hear the Grand Ol' Opry in Nashville Tennessee

It's the home of country music, on that we all agree But when you cross that ol' Red River hoss that just don't mean a thing

Cause once you're down in Texas, Bob Wills is still the king



Verse 4:

Well if you ain't never been there then I guess you ain't been told

That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul It's the home of Willie Nelson, the home of western swing

He'll be the first to tell you, Bob Wills is still the king