(Lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals and Dash Crofts, 1974)
Well when the wind blows down in Cisco, Texas, you know you better hunt you a hole.
But there's always some mighty friendly faces, waitin' to greet you at the door.
Hot country biscuits in the mornin' time. "Hello Mr. Jackrabbit, Mr. Mesquite Tree. "
I'm 29 years from Cisco, Texas, but I really haven't gone anywhere at all.
Come a long, long way from Rankin, Texas. And the day when my daddy played.
People would come from miles around, bring the food and just stay and stay.
And every time I think of the days gone by, I can't help but feel a little sad.
'Cause I think of all the years and miles and the tears, and I hear the voice of my grandad.
Good country pickin' goin' down every night. Good clean livin' underneath the starry skies.
I'm 29 years from Rankin, Texas, but I really haven't gone anywhere at all.
No, I really haven't gone anywhere at all. No, I really haven't gone anywhere at all.