Lyrics:

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....