Texas Will Always Make Me Think of You
︎︎︎ Ginger Jones
︎ May 9, 2025
Our baby has our misty eyes
He’s my little shadow
But I can only grieve him
His daddy can’t drink anymore
Forgot all the plans we made
Remembering the threat of a good time
The way he would dance on my belly
As if we were made for each other
But I am the start now
Although roughly imagined
Not at all distant nor immediate
It’s becoming now
If I were out of smog and under clear skies
With my baby and my boy
If what you got isn’t what you want
Blame what you give
Even if you give it your all
He’s my little shadow
But I can only grieve him
His daddy can’t drink anymore
Forgot all the plans we made
Remembering the threat of a good time
The way he would dance on my belly
As if we were made for each other
But I am the start now
Although roughly imagined
Not at all distant nor immediate
It’s becoming now
If I were out of smog and under clear skies
With my baby and my boy
If what you got isn’t what you want
Blame what you give
Even if you give it your all