Choosin' Texas

Just when I thought I got him to fall in love with Tennessee I should've known better than to take him back to Abilene I put him right back into her arms I wasn't a match for that kind of spark She's from Texas, I can tell by the way He's two-steppin' 'round the room And judging by the smile that's written on his face There's nothin' I can do It doesn't take a crystal ball to see A cowboy always finds a way to leave Drinkin' Jack all by myself He's choosin' Texas, I can tell Well, I guess he forgot about the Smoky Mountain rain Them old Hank tunes, the Memphis blues we used to sing He always loved