Lyrics
West Texas wind
Blown with the souls of our deep-bodied friends
Bribing the gavel, the judge let me slide
Untouchable in 1955
Heard you got a new beau
Well, I'll cut his throat if you won't tell him, girl
I got quickies from you, so I came with a knife
I'm the only man for you in 1955
Oh, Deb, you are mine
I stole you on Thursday and crossed the state line
My daddy's hotel in Norman, I made you my wife
Well, I'll be your husband in 1955
Your Chevy mint green
Stuck at the bottom of Lake Abilene
My varsity jacket and a dead girl inside
Call my daddy in Dallas and tell him a lie
Oh, boys will be boys in 1955
West Texas wind
Blown with the souls of our deep-bodied friends
Bribing the gavel, the judge let me slide
Untouchable since 1955