This is my kind of town, this is my kind of place I wouldn't mind hanging around for more than just a couple days I got a 12-floor room with a killer view of the empty Astrodome A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home I got my new boots covered in red dirt A don't-mess-with-Texas t-shirt And a Lone Star postcard postmarked missing you It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen The coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon You said I ain't got you Houston, we got a problem You should've seen 19th Street You should've seen the Midnight Rodeo The way that saloon doors swing When they lined past the Copperhead Road Somebody air down here that'll make you feel The way all them cowboys do I wish I wasn't outlawed But all I can think about is you I got my new boots covered in red dirt A don't-mess-with-Texas t-shirt And a Lone Star postcard postmarked missing you It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen The coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon You said I ain't got you Houston, we got a problem It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen The coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon You said I ain't got you Houston, we got a problem Houston, we got a problem Houston, we got a problem