Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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Three in the front seat they sat on each side
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That green-and-white 58 Fairlane it would glide
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Down farm roads past open fields seeming like no big deal
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As it was happening I never felt a thing
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But now looking back it seems like it was everything
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Singing with mom just so we could hear ourselves sing
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Stealing a drink from the cold can in daddy's lap
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Protected by only a small thin brown paper sack
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And the wind blew the echoes of long-faded voices
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And they'd sing me a song that the old cowboys sang
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And I didn't know what the words meant or anything
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I was just singing because I was supposed to
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Sing Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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And with the windows wide open it felt hot to us anyway
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Three bound together on a day just like any day
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They told me and taught me and showed me and bought me
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Whatever I wanted from the corner U-tote-M
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They say the name Corpus Christi means the body of Jesus
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Pronounce it Refugio city folks they don't know
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It looks like Palacios but sounds like
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Just listen the next time you're watchin' Sid Lasher
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And the wind blew the echoes of long-faded voices
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And they would sing me a song that the old cowboys sang
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And I didn't know what the words meant or anything
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I was just singing
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Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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And I didn't know what the words meant or anything
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I was just singing
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And these days with car seats and open container laws
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Social correctness leaves no room for Santa Claus
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Sitting right next to me she looks like that used to be
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Song that they sang for me
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And with the windows wide open it feels hot to us anyway
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Two bound together on a day just like any day
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The wind blows the echoes of long-faded voices
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And they sing us a song that the old cowboys sang
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And now that I know what the words mean and everything
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I am still singing
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Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we stumble around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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Saint Mother Maria watch over us please
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As we wonder around in this dangerous world
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Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet
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As the undying love of a South Texas girl
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South Texas Girl
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| Lyle Lovett |
