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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zak Thrall
Zak Thrall
Banjo
Andy Irvine
Andy Irvine
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Makenzie Willox
Makenzie Willox
Songwriter
Zachary Thrall
Zachary Thrall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PJ Olsson
PJ Olsson
Producer

Lyrics

One, two, three I packed my bags my mamma cried The sun was asleep gray clouds filled the sky And I drove a thousand miles down to you Pedal to the floor well I drove the whole night through And Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name And Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Oh Austin Well I met a girl down there yeah she had a deep drawl Luck was running shy I had pulled the short straw Lips were sweet as honey, her words were cold as ice Hand around the bottle, whiskey is my vice And Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Oh Austin City lights are way too bright And I've been getting burned by those neon signs So bar keep I give my last dollar to you Raise my glass of tears oh here's to the blues And Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Oh Austin Packed my bags my mamma cried Sun was asleep gray clouds filled the sky But I drove a thousand miles down to you Pedal to the floor yeah I drove the whole night through And Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Austin you're to blame Hot Texas wind is howling my name Oh Austin
Writer(s): Makenzie Willox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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