West Texas Holiday chords by Pat Green

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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September come to Texas just one time every year,
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so we get our guns and our
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Pickup trucks, and a bunch of that Lone Star beer,
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well we head out for the
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Open plains, where the birds they all flow like wine,
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we hunt them up then we
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Shoot them down, man it makes me feel so fine,
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The manly sport is what I'm
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Talking about, so you can grab you a pouch of chew,
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If we get bored 'cause the
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Birds won't fly,
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we'll shoot the rabbits with my .22.
Verse 2
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[Chorus] I don't wanna go to
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I get enough French will my fries,
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Just send me on down to Abilene,
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for the huntingman'sparadise,
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Honey you can stay at home all day,
laugh and dance go out shopping and play,
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'cause I'll be out with the boys, on
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a West Texas Holiday.
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Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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Hunting
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is a lot like religion or so it is I'm told, they're both just a simple
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Little way of life, and they're both good for your soul,
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from Robert Earl Keen
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To Robert E. Lee, perfect strangers or best of friends,
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we all have a common
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Little bond between us we were born to be huntin' men,
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So they say, and so often times it's true,
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yeah but you take yours and I'll
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Take mine, and we'll have
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us a Bar-B-Que.
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Verse 4
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Outro 1
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