Biography:
Pat Green was born in San Antonio and raised in Waco, Texas, the eighth of nine siblings. His father was a stage actor, and Green fell in love with the musicals his father acted in.
Green began his musical career when he was 18 and in college at Texas Tech in Lubbock. "I started playing guitar to pick up the chicks," Green laughs. "Before that, I only sang in the shower. I could mimic other people's voices. It took me a long time to find my own voice, but once I did, I became very comfortable with it.
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Other songs:
- Texas On My Mind
- 1
- Adios Days
- All The Good Things Fade Away
- Austin
- Baby Doll
- Barricades
- California
- Cannonball
- Carry On
- College
- Count Your Blessings
- Country Star
- Crazy
- Crazy Wind
- Dance Hall Dreamer
- Dancehall Dreamer
- Day One
- Dixie Lullaby
- Dont Break My Heart Again
- Down To The River
- Edens Gate
- Family Man
- Feeling Pretty Good Tonight
- Feels Just Like It Should
- Footsteps Of Our Fathers
- Galleywinter
- Georges Bar
- Girls From Texas
- Going Away
- Guy Like Me
- Here I Go
- Here We Go
- Holdin On
- I Like Texas
- If I Had Me A Million
- If I Was The Devil
- Im Tired
- Im Trying To Find It
- In This World
- John Wayne And Jesus
- Just Fine
- Let Me
- Lost Without You
- Louisiana Song
- Man Like Me
- Nightmare
- No 2
- One For The Road
- Over And Over
- Paradise
- Poetry
- Rain In Lafayette
- Rubys Two Sad Daughters
- Run
- Rusty Old American Dream
- Sing Til I Stop Cryin
- Snowin On Raton
- Somewhere Between Texas And Mexico
- Songs About Texas
- Southbound 35
- Take Me Out To The Dancehall
- Temporary Angel
- Texas In 1880
- The Bottle
- Threadbare Gypsy Soul
- Three Days
- Trailer Park Tune
- Washington Avenue
- Wave On Wave
- Way Back Texas
- West Texas Holiday
- Weve All Got Our Reasons
- What Im For
- When Winter Comes To Town
- While I Was Away
- Whiskey
- Whos To Say
- Wrapped
- Wrong Side Of Town
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Intro: (As played at Billy Bob's 4-30-99)
Mamma raised a Christian boy
Children of the Son
Daddy was A son of A B***H
And I'm a hard hittin' son of a gun
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What the hell am I doing down in Kansas City,
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I know damn well it ain't where I belong,
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think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock,
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find my lonely way back home,
F C D
My baby said just what are you trying to prove here,
F C D
do you really want to leave me here alone,
F C D
I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees,
C G D
and I'd rather be in Texas on my own.
Chorus
A G D
So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road,
A G F C D
hit the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul,
F C D
yeah let Texas fill my soul.
The tears start to flow about the time that I was leaving,
she said I guess you better take me along,
God might have made me born a Yankee,
but it's time that I made Texas my home,
So we loaded her stuff into my pickup,
said good-bye to all my friends,
called my brother down in Austin,
said I'm headed home again.
Chorus
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She had her feet up on the dashboard,
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she was holding my hand and wearing only a smile,
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she said it's gonna be hard to start all over,
C G D
but the feeling I have will make it all worth while.
Chorus
Mamma raised a Christian boy
Children of the Son
Daddy was A son of A B***H
And I'm a hard hittin' son of a gun
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F C D
What the hell am I doing down in Kansas City,
F C D
I know damn well it ain't where I belong,
F C D
think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock,
C G D
find my lonely way back home,
F C D
My baby said just what are you trying to prove here,
F C D
do you really want to leave me here alone,
F C D
I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees,
C G D
and I'd rather be in Texas on my own.
Chorus
A G D
So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road,
A G F C D
hit the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul,
F C D
yeah let Texas fill my soul.
The tears start to flow about the time that I was leaving,
she said I guess you better take me along,
God might have made me born a Yankee,
but it's time that I made Texas my home,
So we loaded her stuff into my pickup,
said good-bye to all my friends,
called my brother down in Austin,
said I'm headed home again.
Chorus
A
She had her feet up on the dashboard,
A
she was holding my hand and wearing only a smile,
A
she said it's gonna be hard to start all over,
C G D
but the feeling I have will make it all worth while.
Chorus
