Verse

Well when you’re down on your luck you ain’t got a buck

In London you’re a goner now even London bridge is falling down

And moved to Arizona, now I know why

And I’ll substantiate the rumor that the English sense of humor is

Drier than the Texas sand

You can put up your dukes you can bet your boots

But I’m leavin’ just as fast as I can now

Verse

Well it’s cold over here and I swear I wish they’d turn the heat on

And where in the world is that English girl I promised I would meet, on the

3rd floor

And of the whole damn lot the only friend I got is a smoke and a cheap guitar

My heart keeps roamin’ my heart keeps longing to be home in a Texas bar

Instrumental

Verse

Well I decided that I’d get my cowboy hat and go down to the Marble Arch

Station

Cause when a Texan fancies he’ll take his chances

Chances will be takin’ that’s for sure

And them limey eyes they were eyein’ the prize some people call manly foot

wear

And they said you’re from down south and when you open your mouth

You always seem to put your foot there