Aggie War Hymn

[bugle lead-in]
Hullabaloo! Caneck! Caneck! Hullabaloo! Caneck! Caneck!

All hail! To dear old Texas A and M,
Rally around Maroon and White;
Good luck to the dear ol’ Texas Aggies,
They are the ones who show the real ol’ fight.
That good old Aggie spirit thrills us,
And makes us yell and yell and yell
So let’s fight for dear old Texas A and M,
We’re goin’ to beat you all to
Chig-gar-roo-gar-rem! Chig-gar-roo-gar-rem!
Rough! Tough! Real Stuff! Texas A and M.

Good-bye to Texas University,
So long to the Orange and the White;
Good luck to the dear ol’ Texas Aggies,
They are the boys who show the real ol’ fight.
"The eyes of Texas are up-on you,"
That is the song they sing so well;
So good-bye to Texas University,
We’re goin’ to beat you all to
Chig-gar-roo-gar-rem! Chig-gar-roo-gar-rem!
Rough! Tough! Real Stuff! Texas A and M.

All My Exes Live in Texas

[CHORUS]
All my ex’s live in Texas, and Texas is a place I’d dearly love to be.
But all my ex’s live in Texas, and that’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Rosanna’s down in Texarkana; wanted me to push her broom.
And sweet Ilene’s in Abilene; she forgot I hung the moon.
And Allison in Galveston, somehow lost her sanity.
An Dimples who now lives in Temple’s got the law lookin’ for me. [to chorus]

I remember that old Brazos River where I learned to swim,
But it brings to mind another time where I wore my welcome thin.
By transcendental meditation, I go there each night.
But I always com back to myself long before daylight. [to chorus]

Some folks think I hide; It’s been rumored that I died,
but I’m alive and well in Tennessee.

American Medley

[America]
O beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain.
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.

[Battle Hymn of the Republic]
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword.
His truth is marching on!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on!

[God Bless America]
God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her, and guide her
Through the night with the light from above
From the mountains, to the prairies
To the ocean, white with foam
God bless America, my home sweet home,
God bless America, my home sweet home.

Battle of New Orleans

In eighteen and fourteen we took a little trip,
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mis-sis-sip’
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we met the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

[CHORUS]
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin’
There wuz-n’t quite as many as they wuz a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin’
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river and we see'd the British come,
There must have been a hundred of ‘em beatin’ on the drums.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we stood beside our cotton bales and didn’t say a thing. [to chorus]

Old Hick'ry said we'd take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire a musket 'till we looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire till we see'd their faces well.
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em hell. [to chorus]

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down,
So we grabbed an alligator and fought another round.
We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind. [to chorus]

Beautiful, Beautiful Texas

Oh, beautiful, beautiful Texas
The most beautiful state that I know.
We're proud of our forefathers,
Who fought at the Alamo.

You may live on the plains or the mountains
Or down where the sea breezes blow,
But, you'll still be in beautiful Texas
The most beautiful state that I know.

Beer (Lone Star, Of Course) Barrel Polka

Roll out the barrel, We'll have a barrel of fun,
Roll out the barrel, We've got the blues on the run.
Zing! boom! Ta-rar-rel, ring out a song of good cheer,
Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's all here. [repeat]

Cotton-Eyed Joe

Far away and long ago, On the trail to the Alamo
Met a gal I used to know, Ridin' on a Cotton-eyed Joe

[CHORUS]
Cotton-Eyed Joe, Cotton-Eyed Joe, Gimme that gal, Cotton-Eyed Joe
Cotton-Eyed Joe, Cotton-Eyed Joe, Gimme that gal, Cotton-Eyed Joe

I said "Miss do you like to woo?" She said "Sir, with the likes of you"
I said "Gal, you're a honey bee, How'd you llike to marry me." [to chorus]

Dance I saw in a Texas town, Boys all swing the gals around
I'll teach you to heel and toe, Just come off that Cotton-eyed Joe [to chorus]

Cotton-eyed Joe you mean out-law, Worst durn Hoss I ever saw
Hold my fiddle and hold my bow, I'm 'gonna dance that Cotton-Eyed Joe [to chorus]

Cotton Fields

When I was a little baby, my mother rocked me in the cradle,
In them old, cotton fields back home.
When I was a little baby, my mother rocked me in the cradle,
In them old, cotton fields back home.

[CHORUS]
Oh when them cotton balls got rotten, you couldn't pick very much cotton,
In them old, cotton fields back home,
It was down in Lou'siana, just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old, cotton fields back home.

It may sound a little funny, but you didn't make very much money,
In them old, cotton fields back home.
It may sound a little funny, but you didn't make very much money,
In them old, cotton fields back home. [to chorus]

I was home in Arkansas, people ask me what you come her for,
In them old, cotton fields back home.
I was home in Arkansas, people ask me what you come her for,
In them old, cotton fields back home. [to chorus]

Deep in the Heart of Texas

The stars at night, are big and bright, deep in the heart of Texas,
The prairie sky is wide and high, deep in the heart of Texas.
The sage in bloom is like perfume, deep in the heart of Texas,
Reminds me of, the one I love, deep in the heart of Texas.

The coyotes wail, along the trail, deep in the heart of Texas,
The rabbits rush, aroung the brush, deep in the heart of Texas.
The cowboys cry, "Ki-yip-pee-yi," deep in the heart of Texas,
The dogies bawl, and bawl and bawl, deep in the heart of Texas.

Dixie

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land where I was born,
early on one frosty morning,
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I’ll take my stand
to live and die in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie

Don't Fence Me In

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above, don't fence me in,
Let me ride thru the wide open country that I love, don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze,
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever, but I ask you please, don't fence me in.

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies,
On my cay-use let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences,
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses;
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences, don't fence me in.

The Eyes of Texas

The eyes of Texas are upon you, all the live-long day.
The eyes of Texas are upon you, you cannot get away.
Do not think you can escape them, at night or early in the morn.
The eyes of Texas are upon you, till Gabriel blows his horn.

I Saw the Light

I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin.
I wouldn’t let my dear Savior in.
Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night;
Praise the Lord, I saw the light.

[CHORUS]
I saw the light. I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now, I’m so happy, no sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light.

Just like a blind man, I wandered along.
Worries and fears I claimed for my own.
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight;
Praise the Lord, I saw the light. [to chorus]

I was a fool to wander and stray.
Straight is the gate and narrow the way.
Now I have traded the wrong for the right;
praise the Lord, I saw the light. [to chorus]

Jambalaya (On the Bayou)

Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh,
Me gotta go pole the pi-rogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

[CHORUS]
Jam-ba-la-ya and a crawfish pie and fil-let gumbo,
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see by ma cher a-mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Thi-bo-daux, Fon-tain-eaux, the place is buzz-in'
Kinfolk come to see Y-vonne, by the dozen
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou [to chorus]

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