(Hank Card/Kristen Nelson)You've all heard tell of Pecos BillWho rode a cyclone 'til it brokeWell, at the Texas State FairThere's an even bigger blokeThat cowpoke's name is Big TexFifty-two feet tall he standsOutside he's just a mannequinBut inside he's a manAnd a man gets lonelySo his heart was full of woeUntil he met a fillyBy the name of Heather JoSo at twilight on the borderAs the smoke begins to curlThe heard all loves to hear this storyAbout Big Tex's girlAll day long she sits beside Big TexAs he greets the folks at the State FairYou may say her motives are complexI think she's just happy sitting thereShe grew up in North Dallas full of angstSo she dyes her hair and wears black leatherBut now to that angst she says "No thanks"Sticking to Tex through the hottest weatherShe does not have eyes for the prize roostersAnd she's cold toward the reptile boyCorny dogs don't thrill her like they used toShe only needs Big Tex to bring her joyBig Tex seems to be a happy fellaBut his loneliness she recognizedSearching for a tattooed mademoiselleNot afraid to love a man his sizeAll her friends in school were non-conformistsSo she became a non-conformist, tooBut the change inside her was enormousWhen Big Tex said, "Je t'aime, mon petit chou"She's not lost inside the House of MirrorsShe no longer rides the Tilt-a-WhirlMidway barkers cannot draw her nearerShe just wants to be Big Tex's girlHowdy, folks. Welcome to the State Fair of TexasShe hears him sayingHeather Jo, I love you, though small minds reject usToast them with a giant Dr. PepperHoist your turkey legs into the airTo the love birds of two different feathersAnd their big romance at the State FairYou might say that their love has no futureThe crowd around his feet may taunt and teaseBut pardner don't you try to disabuse her'Cause she's just happy as Big Tex's squeeze