[Verse 1]
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This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place
F#m D
I wouldn't mind hangin'
A E
'round for more than just a couple days
F#m D
I got a 12th floor room with a killer view
A E
Of the empty Astrodome
F#m D
Got a tab at the bar downstairs,
E
But all I can think about is home
[Chorus]
A
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt
A D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with "missin' you"
A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
A D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E F#m
Houston, we got a problem
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
F#m
You should've seen 19th Street,
D A E
You should've seen a midnight rodeo
F#m D
The way them saloon doors swing,
D A E
When they line dance to "Copperhead Road"
F#m
Some like the lager down here,
D A E
That'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
F#m D
I wish I was an outlaw,
E
But all I can think about is you
[Chorus]
A
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt
A D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with "missin' you"
A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
A D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E D A
Houston, we got a problem
[Instrumental]
D A E
[Outro]
A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
A D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E F#m D A E
Houston, we got a problem
F#m D A E
Houston, we got a problem
[Instrumental]
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