Written by Tim Wilson
Intro: (G) (D) (G) She slept with (G) Texas (C) and Oakla(G)homa (C) She used to live with (G) Arizona She's been on top of New Mexic(D)o She's been to bed with (G) Louisiana And under (C) lower Alab(G)ama But, to(D)night Mississippi wouldn't touch her With a ten-foot (G) pole I could (C) tell by the way that the clientel scattered When she (G) walked in that bar, alone That (D) more than one man had gnawed off his own (G) arm 20 (C) years ago, she might've looked alright But, to(G)night she's worn over hell If you (D) look in her eyes, and buy her some french fries She'll beat you back to your hotel Cause she slept with (G) Texas (C) She slept with (G) Texas (C) She slept with the (G) Lonestar State But, to(D)night - she's gonna be with (G) me (C) Oh, honey you know how much I enjoyed looking at you (G) As you walked into that 2-steppin' bar With that (D) road-warn look, and rhinestone tube-top I (G) admired you from a far (C) And I couldn't wait 'til closing time To get you out in the gravel parking lot (G) And, into the back seat of my car (D) To drive you home, back to Georgia (G) Knowing good and well, that we'd probably wind up related Cause she slept with (G) Texas (C) She slept with (G) Texas (C) She slept with the (G) Lonestar State And to(D)mmorrow she may be with (G) you - Uta(C)h (G) She slept with Texas But, to(D)night she's gonna be with (C) me In Arkans(G)as