Holding It Down

[Verse 1]
I’ve been shining bright like a lone star
On the highway honing in my sound
From the dive bars in Alice to the honky-tonks in Dallas
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Verse 2]
This guitar’s got its share of dings and scuff marks
No polish on the body or the crown
But it’s got something deep inside, that lets me sing with pride
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Chorus]
I got the west Texas dust and that east Texas rust
A little San Antone and a touch of Cowtown
I got the wind and I got the salt
I got songs in the vault
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Verse 3]
There’s a long white line of hall of famers
Who traversed all across this sacred ground
From the panhandle plains to the south Texas grains
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Chorus]
I got the west Texas dust and that east Texas rust
A little San Antone and a touch of cowtown
I got the wind and I got the salt
I got songs in the vault
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Verse 4]
I prefer to wave the flag of independence
And I like to get a little bit unwound
My songs are all sung in my own native tongue
I’m in Texas holding it down

[Chorus]
I got the west Texas dust and that east Texas rust
A little San Antone and a touch of cowtown
I got the wind and I got the salt
I got songs in the vault
I’m in Texas holding it down