Text: Pat Green. Three Days. Southbound 35.

(Pat Green)

What the hell am I doing down in Kansas City
I know damn well it ain't where I belong
Think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock
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My baby said just what are you trying to prove here
Do you really want to leave me here alone
I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees
And I'd rather be in Texas on my own

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So we were southbound 35
We were headed down the road
Hit the border by the morning
Let Texas fill my soul
Yeah let Texas fill my soul

The tears start to flow about the time when 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 goodbye to all my friends
Called my brother down in Austin
Said I'm headed home again

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She had her feet up on the dashboard
She was holding my hand and wearing only a smile
She said it's gonna be hard to start all over
But the feeling I have will make it all worthwhile

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