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Leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can Cause you've been hit behind the seawall, gently folded in the sand Papa left you for Heaven after your Mama lost her song And though your baby left you for Houston, no one stays there very long There's a graveyard by the pizza parlor, a gate that only closes Snowbirds fly away like secrets sn one really wants to know The climbing moon's always shining on the kind of shells you keep The broken horse tied to the water tower's running in his sleep It's too bad that you ain't got a soft place to fall It's too bad Texas leans to the least of us all And says, "If you can make the music then you can have the dance If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants" So leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can Cause it's the only place the Lone Star kind have offered you a hand Your baby left you nothing and a dog was left for dead You never knew you were a burden til it hit you on the head It's too bad that you ain't got a soft place to fall It's too bad Texas leans on the least in us all And says, "If you can make the music then you can have the dance If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants" From Letras Mania