"If A Man's From Texas" lyrics

If a man's from Texas
I promise you won't have to ask
He'll have Kodiak in his jaw
And Don Julio in his glass
He'll say, "Yes, ma'am" and "I reckon"
You ain't guessing if a man's from Texas

If a man's from Texas
He'd die before he'd ever leave
He won't sound like South Dakota
Or have tags from Tennessee
This ain't no pony show
Swear you'll know if a man's from Texas

Yeah, he might wear the boots, have a fiddle in his band
Ain't no real McCoy, he's just a boy with a Coors Light in his hand
Girl, take it from me, I learned one hell of a lesson
There'll be no question

If a man's from Texas
He'll say your name real, real slow
Sure knows his way around
Two stepping or a do-si-do
By the buckle on his belt
You can tell if a man's from Texas

Yeah, he might wear the boots, have a fiddle in his band
Ain't no real McCoy, he's just a boy with a Coors Light in his hand
Girl, take it from me, I learned one hell of a lesson
There'll be no question

You know it's true what they say about everything being bigger there too

Yeah, he might wear the boots, have a fiddle in his band
Ain't no real McCoy, he's just a boy with a Coors Light in his hand
Girl, take it from me, I learned one hell of a lesson
There'll be no question

If a man's from Texas
He'll know how to treat a woman right
He's never gonna leave you lonely
And he'll put Lonestars in your eyes