I've been seein' other women at the bottom of a glass
The faces of all the lovers that I've had in the past
And as I sit here on this barstool in my old familiar way
I wonder how you're doin' out there in L.A

When we met south of Houston I was livin' off the land
I moved into the city and asked your daddy for your hand
Well, you talked of being famous and drivin' fancy cars
While I'd get drunk on whiskey and close down all the bars

Then like some desert-wind tornado you twirled off to L.A
And left the room spinning to this very day
Well I ain't never leavin' Texas and I hope you'll understand
I'm happy here in Houston with a bottle in my hand

I've gotten used to all your memories and living with your ghost
And I hope that you are happy out there on the coast
'Cause I ain't never leavin' Texas and I hope you'll understand
I'm happy here in Houston with a bottle in my hand

There ain't nothin' 'bout leavin' Texas I could ever understand
So I'll stay here in Houston with a bottle in my hand