I left my farm in Texas
I got myself the next bus
Left my Caterpillar and my wife

Got off the bus in Fresno
It smelled like a cesspool
I found myself a topless old dive

I told the cocktail waitress
I just moved here from Texas
Now gimme some Texas wine

Texas wine
Fruit of the vine
It ain’t Oklahoma
It ain’t Arizona
It’s just T-T-T-T-Texas wine

I went home with a dancer
She was a romancer
She had stretch marks on the back of her thighs

Shе was a divorcee
She liked to play with horsies
And askеd me if I wanted to get high
I said there’s only one hitch
Listen up and listen tight, bitch
Gimme some Texas wine

Texas wine
Fruit of the vine
It ain’t Oklahoma
It ain’t Arizona
It’s just T-T-T-T-Texas wine

T-T-T-
T-T-T-
T-T-T-
T-T-T-
Texas wine