In all
the experience I’ve gained to this date,
I have
the proud and bless’d assurance of being from the state
Which
has been owned throughout its history by Mexico, France, and Spain.
The 3
flags bringing the total to 6 can easily be named.
180 or
90 brave and strong took on Santa Anna at the Alamo,
But we
became a sovereign nation with victory at San Jacinto.
A true
blue, Lone Star Texas will tell anyone, with pride,
Texas annexed the United States,
December 1845.
In a
little less than another generation,
Texas
joined 10 other states to form a Confederate nation.
There
are few fond recollections from those years of history,
Led by
President Jefferson Davis and Gen. Robert E. Lee.
The Age
of the Outlaw rose from Reconstruction days,
And many
came from Texas to live that evil way.
There
came John Wesley Hardin, and a fellow named Sam Bass,
Who both
met assassins’ bullets which would lay them under grass.
In the
years since the reunion of the States with Texas soil,
We
Texans found new sources of pride—in ranches and in oil.
Texas
has become a legend, and it will live on without us,
Through
Larry McMurtry’s Lonesome Dove and a TV show called Dallas.
The
Blue Bonnets ‘long the interstates will live after we’re all dead,
When
generation yet unborne will crave a Bowl of Red.
Lay me
to rest in side oats gramma, ‘neath a nest of mockingbirds.
Teach
them the verses to “Beautiful Texas”—and not another word!
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