Texas Cookin'
By Guy Clark
Capo 5
This really doesn't ever change chords.
It's the capo that gives it the sound.
[D]I'm going down to Austin, Texas
[D]I'm going down to save my soul
[D]Get that barbeque and chili
[D]Eat my fill then come back home
[D]I'm gonna take my baby with me
[D]We gonna have a high ol' time
[D]We gonna eat till we get silly
[D]Sho' do make a beer taste fine
Chorus
[D]Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' something
[D]Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
[D]Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' good
[D]Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could
Solo
I know a man that cook armadillo
tastes so sweet he calls it pie
I know a woman 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
to see white gravy on the side
Chorus
I know a place that got fried okra
beat anything I ever saw
I know a man that cook cabrito
it must be against the law
We gonna get a big ol' sausage
a big ol' plate of ranch style beans
I could eat the heart of Texas
we gonna need some brand new jeans
Chorus
By Guy Clark
Capo 5
This really doesn't ever change chords.
It's the capo that gives it the sound.
[D]I'm going down to Austin, Texas
[D]I'm going down to save my soul
[D]Get that barbeque and chili
[D]Eat my fill then come back home
[D]I'm gonna take my baby with me
[D]We gonna have a high ol' time
[D]We gonna eat till we get silly
[D]Sho' do make a beer taste fine
Chorus
[D]Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' something
[D]Oh my, momma it'll stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
[D]Oh my, momma ain't that Texas Cookin' good
[D]Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could
Solo
I know a man that cook armadillo
tastes so sweet he calls it pie
I know a woman 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
to see white gravy on the side
Chorus
I know a place that got fried okra
beat anything I ever saw
I know a man that cook cabrito
it must be against the law
We gonna get a big ol' sausage
a big ol' plate of ranch style beans
I could eat the heart of Texas
we gonna need some brand new jeans
Chorus