Stevie Ray, the Pride and Joy, of the Lone Star State
You took museum worthy relics and asked them to danced the Texas shuffle
Your callused fingers caressed her sweet neck
Vibrating, sliding, bending and swooning
Making love to the "First Wife"
The tone of God, himself spoke through amplifers
And people followed that frequency like Moses through the desert
Hard living, womanizing and a gun slinger's mentality brought the blues out
Wrecking havoc with the Double Trouble, up and down the GulfRemember how you couldn't stand the weather
In a whirlwind over Wisconsin, the skies rained tears to the sound of the Texas Flood
Just like in western superstitions, your little wing protects the young in the crossfire
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