Here I am on the fender
Of my pickup truck
With a bottle of whiskey
And a styrofoam cup
The stars are like diamonds
God, ain't it hot?
Sitting out in this oyster shell
Parking lot
Oh, the music is playing
Soft in the night
And the shadows are swaying
In the fluorescent light
But the last note is fading
A moment too soon
It's the last dance
At the Old Texas Moon
There ain't nothing to do
In this one horse town
Except drinking beer
And driving around
Oh, they've all moved to Dallas
All except me
God, help a cowboy
When he turns thirty-three
Oh, the music is playing
Soft in the night
And the shadows are swaying
In the fluorescent light
But the last note is fading
A moment too soon
It's the last dance
At the Old Texas Moon
That's all there is
For the Old Texas Moon