Well, Hey, Hey, Hey, You've got the troubador Imma hammer down, I've got your front door Count on me to spot that smokin gun In a Longhorn Suburban, The lonestars are making a run Now we will keep a copy on the ol' one-niner, when ya own a double-nickle, there aint nothin' than pushin that needle till it feels like youre makin some time. In a Longhorn Suburban, The lonestars are truckin tonight We come from Austin, We'll go to Boston New York to the Frisco Bay Down to Florabama onto Texarkana, El Paso, Tuscon, To LA In a Longhorn Suburban, The lonestars are truckin away We've seen a lot of Sun rises on the highway around us And we're no stranger to that open road Keep a Tape of David Duddly singin "Coffee, Coffee, Coffee" screamin from the speakers of my stereo In a Longhorn Suburban, The lonestars are tappin their toes We come from Austin, We'll go to Boston New York to the Frisco Bay Down to Florabama onto Texarkana, El Paso, Tuscon, To LA In a Longhorn Suburban, The lonestars are truckin away (Here it comes) (Look out)