Say if you're South of Oklahoma, east of New Mexico,   West of Louisiana, where Papa Charles always go   We gotta a little place called Texas   Where the women grow on trees   There right there for the pickin' good buddy   Just as easy as a man could please      Chorus:   Run take a hold   You're gonna get young 'fore ya get old   Those Texas ladies are Texas gold   Kisses that are sweeter than cactus   Take no practice to love yeah      Now there east of Amarillo, a little south of old Dime Box   You can find a Cinderella    Or a genuine Goldilocks   And if ya don't like no love attachments,   If your taste in women gets strange   You could probably find some things to live on,   Down in old La Grange      Chorus:   You better run tell the world   You gotta have a Lone Star girl   With her cast iron curls   Her aluminum dimples   Cause she's so simple to love      Now she's probably in Dallas, maybe down in old Cowtown   I've heard em tell Texas women   Beat the others lyin' down   I just thought I might tell you   In case you were unaware   'Bout those northeast Texas women    With their cotton candy hair      Chorus:   You run dig a hole,    You gonna get young before you get old   Now Texas women are Texas gold   Ahh there sweeter than cactus      Easy to love, yeah, easy to love   Easy to love, mmmmm      Chorus:   You run tell the world,   How you'll get Lone star girls   With their cast iron curls,   She's sweeter than cactus   And easy to love....