Verse 1:
Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home
Where you tip your hats to the ladies and the rose of San Antone
I grew up on music that we called western swing
It don't matter who's in Austin, Bob Wills is still the king

Verse 2:
Lord I can still remember, the way things were back then
In spite of all the hard times, I'd live it all again
To hear the Texas playboys and Tommy Duncan sing
Makes me proud to be from Texas where Bob Wills is still the king

Verse 3:
You can hear the Grand Ol' Opry in Nashville Tennessee
It's the home of country music, on that we all agree But when you cross that ol' Red River hoss that just don't mean a thing
Cause once you're down in Texas, Bob Wills is still the king

Verse 4:
Well if you ain't never been there then I guess you ain't been told
That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul It's the home of Willie Nelson, the home of western swing
He'll be the first to tell you, Bob Wills is still the king