Hill Country Boogaloo

When you come on down to texas Head straight for the middle Where those sweet rolling hills Lead right down to river We got ways of making music We all just love to play We get everybody dancing We got our own kind of way Doing the hill country boogaloo Doing the hill country boogaloo Certain kinda shimmy Certain kind of shake in the way we move Doing that hill country boogaloo You got to have a lone star beer With your greasy enchiladas You gonna want some bar b que With your john t floors tamales Float down the guadalupe On a lazy summer day Cruise on over to gruene hall And dance the night away Wave you hands up in the air And move you feet to the beat Shake it like nobody's watching Set your spirit free When the dancing done and they close down the bar Take a moonlight dip and marvel at the stars Laughing with your lover at the shape your in Tomorrow you're gonna wanta do it all again