Well, when you're down on your luck
And you ain't got a buck
In London you're a goner
Even London bridge has fallen down
And moved to Arizona
Now I know why
And I'll substantiate the rumor
That the English sense of humor
Is drier than the Texas sand
You can put up your dukes
And you can bet your boots
That I'm leavin' just as fast as I can
Chorus
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from amarillo and abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women
You've ever seen
Well it's cold over here, and I swear
I wish they'd turn the heat on
And where in the world is that English girl
I promised I would meet on the third floor
And of the whole damn lot, the only friend I got
Is a smoke and a cheap guitar
My mind keeps roamin', my heart keeps longin'
To be home in a Texas bar
Chorus
Well, I decided that, I'd get my cowboy hat
And go down to marble arch station
'Cause when a texan fancies, he'll take his chances
And chances will be takin, now that's for sure
And them limey eyes, they were eyein' a prize
That some people call manly footwear
And they said you're from down south
And when you open your mouth
You always seem to put your foot there