Colors Are All the Same

She was born in College Station; her daddy had a farmer's PHD* Her first steps were taken with the Corps on Kyle Field When she graduated, she bought a maroon pick-up truck They celebrated down at the Dixie Chicken when she opened her vet practice up Now he was born Austin, his daddy had a store down on the drag Ever since the school had opened, relatives were Longhorn grads His room was painted orange, he was getting his degree In the band playing French horn, first row, second seat Gig 'em Aggies, Hook 'em Horns One side's maroon, the other, burnt orange He saw her at a concert, way before Robert Earl Keen She was wearin' an Aggie shirt, to him it didn't mean a thing He pushed his way on through the crowd like any ol' hungry bull would do When he was close enough he shouted, "Hey, mind if I sit by you?" She turned around and stared at him, couldn't believe her eyes He had a burnt orange jacket, Longhorns from side to side Well she looked again and took a chance, said "That's OK with me" Something in that second chance went beyond the rivalry When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark, The colors are all the same Just two beating hearts not playing any games You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em One thing'll never change When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark, The colors are all the same When she went to meet his Mother, she was wearing a cowboy hat When they left they hugged each other, Mom said, "You're always welcome back" When she took him home to Daddy, she worried about the ring in his ear He was makin' pretty good money but his tattoo was pretty clear Well they decided to get married, bridesmaids wore maroon The ring bearer carried a burnt orange package to the groom Well the ring that he gave her was diamond mounted on two thumbs Sitting on a Longhorn cradle, cause when it's said and done When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark, The colors are all the same Just two beating hearts not playing any games You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em Now all they had to do was figure out where they're gonna live Well they flipped a coin and that is how she got her way over his Well they vacationed up in Kerrville, they went down to the coast Their first born they named Earl, you should have heard them boast Every year at Thanksgiving, Earl could take either side All the birthday gifts he was given were hints they couldn't hide There were 12th man T-shirts and Longhorns of every size His first two words were, "Gig 'em Bevo", always playing both sides Gig 'em Aggies, Hook 'em Horns One side's maroon, the other, burnt orange When it came time to go to college, Earl didn't know what to do His Dad wanted him in Austin, his Mom in maroon Well, the moral of this story, is if you listen to this song Where do y'all think he went to college?, well, you just might be wrong Well he tried both universities and you don't have to wonder how He says with all sincerity... "I'm a Southwest Texas Bobcat now!" When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark, The colors are all the same Just two beating hearts not playing any games You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em