text: He was just eighteen
  Full of fire and gasoline
  He was lean and mean
  And they called him Texas
  He went off to war
  To a far and distant shore
  He’d never left his home before
  He was from Texas
  As they stormed that beach one foggy summer day
  He said if I don’t make it back promise me one thing
  Take me home if I die
  When I’m gone don’t ya cry
  Find some shade right beside a live oak tree
  Sing those old songs of faith
  I’ll fly away amazing grace
  But you find comfort knowing that my soul found peace
  And you can bury me beneath the deep blue skies of Texas
  Well she was just eighteen
  Prettiest thing he’d ever seen
  Like a real life beauty queen
  And someday she’d be his wife
  But for the next four years
  She fought back her tears
  While he fought back his fears
  Fighting for his life
  And in his darkest hours
  Her love would bring him a light
  He would read her letters
  He would pray at night
  Take me home if I die
  When I’m gone don’t ya cry
  Find some shade right beside a live oak tree
  Sing those old songs of faith
  I’ll fly away amazing grace
  But you find comfort knowing that my soul found peace
  And you can bury me beneath the deep blue skies of Texas
  He always said the real heroes
  Never made it back home
  And though the war was long over
  You know for him it still lived on
  And it still lives on
  When he was eighty-three
  Still full of fire and gasoline
  He was still lean and mean
  And they still called him Texas
  And on the day he died
  She was right there by his side
  She held his hand as she softly sang his lullaby
  Take me home if I die
  When I’m gone don’t ya cry
  Find some shade right beside a live oak tree
  Sing those old songs of faith
  I’ll fly away amazing grace
  But you find comfort knowing that my soul found peace
  And you can bury me
  You can bury me
  You can bury me beneath the deep blue skies of Texas