Barefoot in West Texas

Soft green carpet of ticklin' grass,
Must've been a dream somewhere in my past.
Never gonna happen in the Texas I knew,
Kick off your boots, you'll get a different view.
Never gonna happen with the ticklin' toes,
Never gonna happen where the hot sand blows,
Never gonna happen that you're pleased to be,
Barefoot in West Texas in the summer breeze,
I'm keepin' on my boots on those summer days,
And I pity the poor cowboy who plays

Barefoot in a prickly pear patch,
Step on a horny toad, he'll stick you back.
Goatheads, sticker burrs, and pavement so hot,
It'll blister your feet wearing shoes and socks.
Tell me, what part of this is so sublime
That I have to go barefoot in the summertime?
Tell me, what part of this is so sublime
That I have to go barefoot in the summertime?

Copyright (First draft-Words and Music)
Chorus-Mar-2002, Verse-Oct-2006 Jeffrey Brent Clifton

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