I was staring at myself in the mirrored sunglasses

At all six foot five of a Texas Ranger

He hollered, "Turn down your radio, son"

I stuttered, "Officer, what, what have I done?"

"Well, you were doing better than a hundred and one

Why you driving like the devil's on your tail?"

I started pleading my case and getting no sympathy

Said, "I'm in the beat, I'm traveling from town to town

Don't you know my face?

I'm on the radio most all the time

And I didn't realize I had the hammer down

So please don't you haul me off to jail

When the feet are on a bike, the speed just slips my mind

I start to sing along and tap my toe, slap the dash in time"

The Ranger laughed and said as he looked me in the eye

"Son, those feet'll steer you wrong sometimes"

I was on my way to Puerto Rico on a twenty-four city run

They promised me the wild and that's what I got

'Cause Texas is a world all of its own

It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn

He said, "Didn't you hear my siren whine?

I've been chasing you since the Jim Hogg County line"

Well, I was thinking real hard about tendering my notice

But the bills came in and piled up to my chin

Paul called and said, "We're on our way to Rome

And this tour's gonna see your happy home

Now we're going to London, Liverpool, Italy, Paris

Egypt, Dublin, Frisco, Waco

Athens, Goolbus, Troy and Miami

Moody, Beaumont, Edward, Lubbock

Lake Coast, Deadwood, Five Del Rio

Houston, Austin, all around Dallas

Texas is a world all of its own

And if you let me off this time

From now on I'll keep in mind

That those feet'll steer you wrong sometimes

When the feet are on a bike, the speed just slips my mind

I start to sing along and tap my toe, slap the dash in time"

But the Ranger said to me as he handed me the fine

"Son, those feet done steered you wrong this time

Those feet'll steer you wrong sometimes"