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

Waiting to greet you at the door

Hot country biscuits in the morning time

Hello Mr Jackrabbit Mr Mesquite Tree

I'm Twenty-nine years from Cisco Texas

But I really haven't gone anywhere at all

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

They 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 grand-dad

Good country picking going down every night

Good clean living underneath the starry skies

I'm Twenty-nine years from Rankin Texas

But I really haven't gone anywhere at all

I really haven't gone anywhere at all

No I really haven't gone anywhere at all