(With Bekka Bramlett)
I picked a sweet peach down in Georgia
She was right but luscious at the time
I liked her style and loved her southern smile
But I left her in the Texas state of mine
She was a sweetheart heaven knows
I picked a San Antonio rose
He got cozy with a cotton queen in Memphis
Who was soft and gentle to his touch
Tennessee has got some pretty ladies
Somehow he just coudn't care that much
So he's back to Texas for the one he chose
Oh, he picked a San Antonio rose
I've picked some wildwood flowers in my time
Cut some poison ivy off the wine
But if you want the best you get it where it grows
I picked a San Antonio rose
I've picked a lot of blossoms across the country
And sang about the girls I got to know
It's hard for him to live outside of Texas
When his heart is down beside the Alamo
To his Blue Bayou belle he'll soon propose
I picked a San Antonio rose
I've picked some wildwood flowers in my time
Cut some poison ivy off the wine
But if you want the best you get it where it grows
Oh, I picked a San Antonio rose
Yeah
Well, all right
I picked a San Antonio rose