I heard from a friend you'd been messing around

With a cute little thing I'd been dating uptown

Well I don't know if I like that idea much

Well you'd better stay clear I might start acting rough



You out of town guys sure think you're real keen

Think all of us boys are homespun and green

But that's wrong my friend so get this through your head

We're tough and we're Texan with necks good and red



So it's Ki-yi-yippie-yi-yi

You long hairs are sure gonna die

Our American home was clean till you came

And kids still respected the president's name



And the eagle still flew in the sky

Hearts filled with national pride

Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs

Goddamit you're all gonna die



How dare you sit there and drink all our beer

Oh it's made for us workers who sweat spit and swear

The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you

With your communistic politics and them negro blues



Well I'm gonna quit talking and take action now

Run all of you fairies clean out of this town

Oh I'm dog tired of watching you mess up our lives

Spending the summertime naturally high

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