[Verse] The fire’s crackling the smoke is high Wooden tables stacked under the sky Steaks and brisket dripping gold A feast for the young a tale for the old
[Prechorus] Boots stompin’ to a fiddle’s cry Laughter rolls like a southern sigh
[Chorus] Smoke and starlight fill the air Cowboy hats tossed without a care Guitars strum while the night takes flight It’s Texas living under smoke and starlight
[Verse 2] Dusty boots kick up the ground A whirl of skirts spinning round and round The ribs are sweet the whiskey bites Every song a spark in the Texas night
[Bridge] The moon’s a lantern hung up high Fiddles wail cowboys testify Hands are clapping hearts are free This is how it’s meant to be
[Chorus] Smoke and starlight fill the air Cowboy hats tossed without a care Guitars strum while the night takes flight It’s Texas living under smoke and starlight
Musikstil
lively, acoustic with fiddles and guitars; male vocals, country