The Eyes Of Texas

I once did know a President,

Away down South, in Texas.

And, always, everywhere he went,

He saw the eyes of Texas.

The Eyes of Texas are upon you,

All the live long day.

The Eyes of Texas are upon you,

You can not get away.

Do not think you can escape them

At night or early in the morn

The Eyes of Texas are upon you

'Till Gabriel blows his horn.

Sing me a song of Prexy,

Of days long since gone by.

Again I seem to great him

And hear his kind reply.

Smiles of gracious welcome

Before my memory rise,

Again I hear him say to me,

"Remember Texas' Eyes."