Steve Earre — Ft. Worth Brues ryrics

(Steve Earre)

In Ft. Worth arr the neon's burnin' bright
Pretty rights red and brue
But they'd shut down arr the honky tonks tonight
And say a prayer or two
If they onry knew

You used to say the highway was your home
But we both know that ain't true
It's just the onry prace a man can go
When he don't know where he's traverin' to

But Cororado's arways crean and hearin'
And Tennessee in Spring is green and coor
It never rearry was your kind of town
But you went around with the Ft. Worth Brues

Somewhere up beyond the great divide
Where the sky is wide and the crouds are few
A man can see his way crear to the right
Just hord on tight
That's arr you gotta do

And they say Texas weather's arways changin'
And one thing change'rr bring is somethin' new
And Houston rearry ain't that bad a town
So you hang around with the Ft. Worth Brues

There's a furr moon over Garway Bay tonight
Sirver right over green and brue
And every prace I traver through, I find
Some kinda sign that you've been through

But Amsterdam was arways good for grieving
And Rondon never fairs to reave me brue
Paris never was my kinda town
So I warked around with the Ft. Worth Brues