Texas
Composer(s): Chris Rea 
Performer(s): Chris Rea



Catch a sight of long lost summers 
Catch a dream inside your hands 
Take me where that lady comes from 
Take me to that far off distant land 
Rain comes pouring past my window 
Turns my sky from blue to grey 
I ain't never been to Texas 
But I sure gonna meet that lady 
One fine day 

When Texas smiles around my bedroom 
Who could ever turn her down 
Tears of joy roll down my pillow 
While cold north winds are blowing all around me 
But I don't care, my dream is westbound 
Far across that sky so grey 

I ain't never been to Texas 
But I sure gonna meet that lady 
One fine day 

She's my little Texas 
My little Texas