I'm going to San Marcos
Where the skies are so bright
And the river now flows as gently
In the wink of an eye
Yeah I used to live there
Where I'd smoke and dream
Wondering what these hills looked
Like before the fences came

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Take me from the South Gulf lowlands
Take me to a hill country fire
There's cowboys in Germany
At least they think so... at least they
Think so

I love that southern cooking
It really sends me home
They say it's bound to kill you but they
really don't know
Yeah I've got some family
Who've lived to 90 years
And they've been eating Southern fried
All through their years

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I'm going up to Austin
To see that friend of mine
We'll sit and talk all night long and
never know the time
Just sittin' with our guitars and singin'
old songs
Talkin' 'bout those old times and those
who've moved on

[Chorus]
Take me back to Houston where the
Streets are so wide
I can stand on any corner and never
Be asked why
No one here knows me, it's nice to
Be alone
Thinkin' 'bout what you're gonna do
When you get home

Take me to the South Gulf lowlands
Put out your hill country fire
There's cowboys in Germany
At least they think so... at least they
Think so

Take me to the lowlands
Where the stars are city lights
The sun will burn you
Faster than mosquitoes bite
And there are lots of people I've been
Meanin' to see
They're all a wonderin' what I've been
A doin' with me

Take me to the South Gulf lowlands
Put out yo

Writer : CUSSICK, IAN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing