Fort Worth Lyrics

By Houston Marchman
Well I hit the light of Ft.Worth,, gonna ease on in and have myself a beer
Yeah, find me some dark corner bar and contemplate the end I know is near
Yeah, I was raised in Texas, man, by the gentile touch of my mammas hand
Raised up strong to face my fears
Got a pistol on my front seat, got a shovel in my trunk
I don't want no trouble mister, I intend to get drunk
I can't say where love goes wrong, I don't know where I belong
But its a long way from here
I got twenty bucks down in that old truck, be enough to get me clear
Im a-ripping out that rear view as I grab another gear
Hey, I'm a long way from here
Yeah she swore she was an angel but I believe that angel lost her key to Heavens gate
Yeah she was always just a little early, hell me, I was always just a little late
I got nothing but time and Im gonna ride, gonna kiss that ground on the Mexico side