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Texas BBQ
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Race Ricketts
Race Ricketts
Acoustic Guitar
Lloyd Maines
Lloyd Maines
Guitar
Pat Manske
Pat Manske
Drums
Brian Beken
Brian Beken
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Race Ricketts
Race Ricketts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lloyd Maines
Lloyd Maines
Producer
The Zone Recording Studio
The Zone Recording Studio
Recording Engineer
Larry Joe Taylor
Larry Joe Taylor
Producer
Dave Perez
Dave Perez
Producer
Pat Manske
Pat Manske
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You can argue beans in chili You can argue sauce on steak Or how pizzas better cold Or pour your milk before cornflakes You can keep your deep-fried chicken Your burgers and hot dogs There's only one food group I need To keep me high on the hog There's only one true answer when it comes to home-cooked food The best in the US of this I promise you You wanna see just where and how the sausage gets made Down where western swing and cattle's king down in the Lone Star State I'm talking Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Smoke it slow, slice it thin Wrap it up, smoke it again My Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Salt and pepper's all I need, oh Smoke ring come deliver me You can claim they got it better out in Memphis, Tennessee But they also have Nashville pop country So how good can it be And some say Kansas City's pit masters are 10 of 10 But I don't take the word from towns that can't decide which state they're in And out in Alabama they think they are the boss Have the nerve to slather mayonnaise on pork and call it sauce And the Carolinas have me crying laughing its a shame You can smoke the whole hog, eat the brains And be no smarter just the same And up in New York City they'll charge you out the ass Cook their brisket in an oven That's all I got to say on that There's only one true answer when it comes to home-cooked food The best in the US of this I promise you You wanna see just where and how the sausage gets made Down where western swing and cattle's king down in the Lone Star State I'm talking Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Smoke it slow, slice it thin Wrap it up, smoke it again My Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Salt and pepper's all I need, oh Smoke ring come deliver me Give me a beef rib, dinosaur bone Ribs that fall off on their own Country Style, baby back Short or prime give me the rack, oh Brisket, point or flat Burnt ends for a good pit snack Smoked bologna, chicken too White or dark, don't make me choose Turkey breast eat it year round, ain't just for November now Jalapeño cheddar links, brats, kielbasa, let me think, oh German sausage, venison, chorizo, and on and on Best before it slips my mind Lest we not forget the sides Cole slaw, corn bread, mac and cheese Big ol' bowl of ranch-style beans Tater salad nice and thick Mayo, mustard, take your pick(le) Roasted corn still on the cob Pick it clean like it's my job Collard greens with bacon bits So good make you throw a fit, oh Deep-fried okra make you wanna Walk right up and slap yo mama Pickles, onions, all the fixins White bread soak up all I missed and Lastly pour me cold and sweet A big tall glass of that iced tea Nothing better guaranteed That's Texas barbecue to me There's only one true answer when it comes to home-cooked food The best in the US of this I promise you You wanna see just where and how the sausage gets made Down where western swing and cattle's king down in the Lone Star State I'm talking Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Smoke it slow, slice it thin Wrap it up, smoke it again My Texas barbecue My Texas barbecue Salt and pepper's all I need, oh Smoke ring come deliver me Salt and pepper's all I need, oh Smoke ring come deliver me
Writer(s): Race Ricketts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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