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There ain’t no bar, on the edge of town Ain’t no guitar, with a lonely sound There ain’t no band, playin' that song About some girl, that’s been gone too long There ain’t no trucks in Texas, ain’t no football in the south Ain’t no bourbon in Kentucky, an' I ain’t drinkin’ me some now Ain’t no stars in California, Memphis never had the blues Oh, there ain’t no trucks in Texas, and I ain’t missin' you There ain’t no phone, sittin' by my drink I don’t hope it’s you, every time it rings I don’t care where you are, I don’t wish you’d turn around that car I don’t call your friends, I don’t want to know, I don’t regret lettin' you go And there ain’t no trucks in Texas, ain’t no football in the south Ain’t no bourbon in Kentucky, and I ain’t drinkin’ me some now Ain’t no stars in California, Memphis never had the blues Oh, there ain’t no trucks in Texas, and I ain’t missin' you They don’t get high in Colorado or party down in New Orleans Ain’t no losers out in Vegas, ain’t no Jack in Tennessee I ain’t had me one too many, and if you believe that’s true Oh, there ain’t no trucks in Texas, and I ain’t missin' you I ain’t missin' you I ain’t missin' you From Letras Mania