Girl it seems we won't be coming home soon

Corpus finds me singin my old highway tune

I can make you swear I hung the Texas Moon



Can you hear a bird when it whispers

Can you feel the sun when it hides

Can you walk a mile in my footsteps

Would you stay with me for a while

I can make you swear I hung the Texas moon



Well the band is my brothers

And the road it keeps me high

Yea the van it is my home girl

But it seems to keep me in line

And sometimes I swear I hung the Texas moon



Well the harps are playin while the angels cry

If your a God send girl why'd you have to die

Well for twenty years I cried

Yea for fifteen years I tried

To make you think that I could hang the Texas moon



Ooohhh I swear I can

I could hang the Texas moon