29 Years From Texas - Seals & Crofts

Well when the wind blows down in Cisco, Texas, you know you better hunt you a

hole

But there’s always some mighty friendly faces, waitin' to greet you at the door

Hot country biscuits in the mornin' time.

«Hello Mr. Jackrabbit, Mr.

Mesquite Tree.»

I’m 29 years from Cisco, Texas, but I really haven’t gone anywhere at all

Come a long, long way from Rankin, Texas.

And the day when my daddy played

People would come from miles around, bring the food and just stay and stay

And every time I think of the days gone by, I can’t help but feel a little sad

'Cause I think of all the years and miles and the tears, and I hear the voice

of my grandad

Good country pickin' goin' down every night.

Good clean livin' underneath the

starry skies

I’m 29 years from Rankin, Texas, but I really haven’t gone anywhere at all

No, I really haven’t gone anywhere at all.

No, I really haven’t gone anywhere

at all