Written by James Hyland
D D/F# G D Every night, Texas skies, yeah, they?ll make you sing D D/F# A There?s many nights I?ve looked to you and wondered what the night would bring D D/F# G D Could tonight be the night that man will walk through the door D D/F# A D And tell me Son, pack it up, you?re done, you won?t play here anymore Hill country nights, blue collar days, you take the good with the bad And I wouldn?t trade one of them nights for all the fun we?ve had Where barstools would turn into thrones, they made you feel like a king Seiing all them people smile when you started to singMy body?s beginning to show them years of wear and tear But I never thought I?d live so long to see you standing there Side by side, night after night, we gave her one helluva ride I don?t need any damn award to validate my pride ChorusD D/F# G D I?d recognize navy skies over the trees so green D D?F# A And how you?d feel right at home in a cool hill country breeze D D/F# G D A Texas sky filled with stars, yeah Lord I seen ?em all D D/F# A D And Lord I hope and pray I?ll shine and never fall