Lyrics:

Her plane'll land in Dallas
About the time I get back to the farm
By now she's probably leveled off
And having drinks and turning on the charm
My plans to get her out of town
And then, get it on just turned around on me
While she's raisin' cane in Texas
I'm pulling weeds in Tennessee
And early in the morning
I'll find the nerve to call her on the phone
And say, 'Come on home to daddy
'Cause your poopsy just don't like it here alone'
There's cowboys that'll hold her tight
And then, dance all night and still make two of me
While she's raisin' cane in Texas
I'm pulling weeds in Tennessee
While I'm searching through the closets
For the dancing shoes I thought she left behind
She's probably out with Willie's band
Gettin' high on what keeps Willie high
And I'm staring in the mirror
At the hat that used to look so good on me
While she's raisin' cane in Texas
I'm pulling weeds in Tennessee
And early in the morning
I'll find the nerve to call her on the phone
And say, 'Come on home to daddy
'Cause your poopsy just don't like it here alone'
And there's cowboys that'll hold her tight
And then, dance all night and still make two of me
While she's raisin' cane in Texas
I'm pulling weeds in Tennessee
While she's raisin' cane in Texas
I'm pulling weeds in Tennessee