George Strait - Texas Cookin' Lyrics

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George Strait - Texas Cookin' Lyrics, Country Lyrics, free music online, t shirts, concert tickets I'm going down to Austin, Texas Ease on down to San Antone Get that bar-b-que and chili Eat my fill then come back home I'm gonna take my baby with me We gonna have a high ol' time We gonna eat till we got silly Sho' do make a beer taste fine [Chorus:] Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something Oh my, momma stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin' Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could Well, I know a man that cooks armadillo Tastes so sweet he calls it pie I know a woman that makes pan dulce Tastes so good it gets you high Get them enchiladas greasy Get them steaks chicken fried Sho' do make a man feel happy See white gravy on the side [Chorus] Well, I know a place that's got fried okra Beat anything I ever saw I know a man that cooks cabrito It must be against the law We gonna get a big ol' sausage Big ol' plate of ranch-style beans I could eat the heart of Texas We gonna need some brand new jean [Chorus]

George Strait - Texas Cookin' Lyrics, Country Lyrics, free music online, t shirts, concert tickets



I'm going down to Austin, Texas
Ease on down to San Antone
Get that bar-b-que and chili

Eat my fill then come back home
I'm gonna take my baby with me
We gonna have a high ol' time
We gonna eat till we got silly
Sho' do make a beer taste fine

[Chorus:]
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' something
Oh my, momma stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin' good
Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could

Well, I know a man that cooks armadillo
Tastes so sweet he calls it pie
I know a woman that makes pan dulce
Tastes so good it gets you high

Get them enchiladas greasy
Get them steaks chicken fried
Sho' do make a man feel happy
See white gravy on the side

[Chorus]

Well, I know a place that's got fried okra
Beat anything I ever saw
I know a man that cooks cabrito
It must be against the law

We gonna get a big ol' sausage
Big ol' plate of ranch-style beans
I could eat the heart of Texas
We gonna need some brand new jean

[Chorus]