Damn, I just copied and pasted the lyrics of "You Better Not Kill in Texas" and didn't read before posting. I should know better. Anyway, here are the real lyrics:
If you're upset at your loved ones
Or you're just mad at mankind
Or you just need some money
Of great horned one gave you a sign
Well, you can go to Ohio
Certainly go to Brentwood
But do yourself a favor
Don't end up in Fort Worth
You Better not kill in Texas
Whatever you do
Better not kill in the Lone Star State
They just love to kill you
Even if you had a bad childhood
And your daddy messed with you at night
Even if you're real sorry
Even if you're pretty or white
Even if you say you love Jesus
Or the doctor said you're real sick
Well you can get off in Colorado
But they'll fry your ass in Lubbock
Better not kill in Texas
Whatever you do
Better not kill in the Lone Star State
They just love to kill you
And for that egregious error, here is another back catalog song with Steve Earle. "Love is Never Equal" is on my Happytown record. Can I brag that I played the drums on this one and shredded on the solo.
Love is never equal I learned that early at home Someone always loves more than the other And ends will always come So you might as well have beginnings Love is never equal after all Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets the shorter straw Love can be so tender But you always must remember Love is never equal after all Last year I had someone Who worshiped at my feet He gave me everything I wanted But he did not interest me And now I'm standing naked Like one of those bad dreams Where everyone has clothes on 'Cept for me Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets kicked to the curb Love can be so tender But you always must remember Love is never equal after all Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets kicked to the curb Someone's always left out freezing Battered down and bleeding Love is never equal after all Someone's always cheated Hoodwinked and mistreated Love is never equal after all
Jill Sobule/Robin Eaton
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