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Black Texas Dirt - Buck Owens
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Black Texas Dirt Buck Owens

Black Texas Dirt - Buck Owens
[Verse 1]
Mama and Papa spent the very best years
Of their life on a West Texas farm
Tryin' to scratch a livin' from the black land dirt
That treated them only with scorn

[Verse 2]
From way before sunup to way after sundown
Papa walked behind that ol' mule
And 'til the day that we laid him away
He lived by the golden rule

[Chorus]
Black Texas dirt, you're full of hurt
And you won't grow nothing but weeds
You took my mama and papa, it's true
But you ain't a-gonna get me

[Verse 3]
The sun and the rain, well, they took everything
'Cept the dirt that would fly in my face
I swore that someday that I'd find me a way
To take me away from this place

[Verse 4]
I packed my belongings for soon I'd be goin'
Far off to start a new life
And I'd better hurry or I'd have to worry
About those dark clouds in the sky
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