The Flies of Texas Are Upon You Ray Stevens
"The Flies of Texas Are Upon You" by Ray Stevens, released in 1976, is a comedic country song (#Country) that humorously addresses the annoyance of flies in Texas. The lyrics combine wit and vivid imagery, illustrating rural life while highlighting the struggle against pests. Its playful tone and catchy melody contribute to its charm, making it a memorable piece in Stevens' discography.
Well, the first time I met Mary Lou
I never entertained the thought
Of ever leavin' Cleveland
Ah, but then I kissed her ruby reds
And she whispered in my ear
That her daddy really cleaned up down in Houston
Then she said, "Why not come home with me?"
My nose for opportunity
Just smelled the possibility of bucks
I saw Houston there at my disposal
So I accepted her proposal
And wished my friends in Cleveland lots of luck
But I never dreamed as we were drivin'
Tomorrow I would be arrivin'
To find her daddy owned a fleet of
Garbage trucks
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you)
Yeah, that is what she said, I'm really cleaning up
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you)
Oh, this garbage ain't my bag, I think I've had enough
Now I'm on top of the heap
But as I look around, I realize
This ain't the kind of heap I was expecting
'Cause I can see di-stink-ly
Mary Lou has found somebody new
And I've become what I'm collecting
I never entertained the thought
Of ever leavin' Cleveland
Ah, but then I kissed her ruby reds
And she whispered in my ear
That her daddy really cleaned up down in Houston
Then she said, "Why not come home with me?"
My nose for opportunity
Just smelled the possibility of bucks
I saw Houston there at my disposal
So I accepted her proposal
And wished my friends in Cleveland lots of luck
But I never dreamed as we were drivin'
Tomorrow I would be arrivin'
To find her daddy owned a fleet of
Garbage trucks
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you)
Yeah, that is what she said, I'm really cleaning up
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you)
Oh, this garbage ain't my bag, I think I've had enough
Now I'm on top of the heap
But as I look around, I realize
This ain't the kind of heap I was expecting
'Cause I can see di-stink-ly
Mary Lou has found somebody new
And I've become what I'm collecting
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