Bill Pekar - Colors Are All The Same Lyrics
Bill Pekar Lyrics
Colors Are All The Same Lyrics
She was born in College Station; her daddy had a farmers 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 sides 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 didnt 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, couldnt believe her eyes
He had a burnt orange jacket, Longhorns from side to side
Well she looked again and took a chance, said Thats OK with me
Something in that second chance went beyond the rivalry
When your eyes are closed and youre 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 thingll never change
When your eyes are closed and youre 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, Youre 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 its said and done
When your eyes are closed and youre 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 theyre 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 couldnt 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 sides maroon, the other, burnt orange
When it came time to go to college, Earl didnt 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 yall think he went to college?, well , you just might be wrong
Well he tried both universities and you dont have to wonder how
He says with all sincerity
Im a Southwest Texas Bobcat now!
When your eyes are closed and youre 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
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 sides 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 didnt 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, couldnt believe her eyes
He had a burnt orange jacket, Longhorns from side to side
Well she looked again and took a chance, said Thats OK with me
Something in that second chance went beyond the rivalry
When your eyes are closed and youre 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 thingll never change
When your eyes are closed and youre 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, Youre 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 its said and done
When your eyes are closed and youre 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 theyre 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 couldnt 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 sides maroon, the other, burnt orange
When it came time to go to college, Earl didnt 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 yall think he went to college?, well , you just might be wrong
Well he tried both universities and you dont have to wonder how
He says with all sincerity
Im a Southwest Texas Bobcat now!
When your eyes are closed and youre 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
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