[ "Evil Ways" playing, muffled ]
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[ Door opening ]
[ "Evil Ways" playing ]
-Hey.
-New York City, huh?
-New York City. [ Glass shatters ]
[ Record scratches, music stops ]
-New York City?! -New York City?!
-Yeah.
I'm doing a show here at U.T. Austin.
Y-You guys should come.
[ Audience laughs ]
What? You think just 'cause I'm from New York,
I can't hang in Texas?
I did my research.
I watched "Friday Night Lights."
Ate at a restaurant called Texas Barbecue.
In Manhattan.
It's pretty good.
Texas is more than just a word on a shirt
that I bought at the airport 20 minutes ago.
It's me.
It's us. We are Texas.
I am Texas.
And I'm gonna prove it to you.
[ Cheers and applause ]
[ Knock on door ]
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♪ Well, life here in Austin is kinda laid back ♪
♪ Got drunk on Dirty Sixth before I even unpacked ♪
♪ Let's drink another beer before we head back ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
♪ Well, a Texas kind of life got a real kind of charm ♪
♪ Met a dude named Bevo on a longhorn farm ♪
♪ Bled burnt orange when he poked me in the arm ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
Come on! [ Cheers and applause ]
♪ Give me brisket and ribs and a side of fried pickles ♪
♪ Suck down queso, get thick in the middle ♪
♪ Ate hot sauce till it came out my nipples ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
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♪ When my work's all done and I got a couple bucks ♪
♪ I grab the Bird scooter and I hit the food trucks ♪
♪ Top of my lungs screamin' O.U. sucks ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
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♪ Got a giant belt buckle and boots made a leather ♪
♪ Hot-ass weather, I don't need a sweater ♪
♪ Hats are all big here, bigger is better ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
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♪ Give me brisket and ribs and a side of fried pickles ♪
♪ Drink a Lone Star, pass out by the griddle ♪
♪ Playin' my guitar 'cause we're working out a little ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
[ Whistle blows, marching band plays ]
[ Crowd cheering ]
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♪ Give me brisket and ribs and a side of fried pickles ♪
♪ Drink a Lone Star, pass out by the griddle ♪
♪ Get my stomach pumped at the county hospital ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
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♪ Now it's time for the show, gotta pick up the pace ♪
♪ Got a room full of Longhorns, I can't make 'em wait ♪
♪ So let's hear it, come early, be loud, stay late ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
[ Crowd cheering ]
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♪ Well, it's time to start the show, gonna be a big night ♪
♪ Gonna party with a crowd full of lit Austinites ♪
♪ When I say Texas, you say fight ♪
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪ Whoo!
-♪ The heart of the Southwest is deep like Texas ♪
♪ I went to South-By and saw two of my exes ♪
♪ The Lone Star State that you best not mess with ♪
♪ They barbecuing cowboy steaks for breakfast ♪
♪ Big bossin' in the land you could get lost in ♪
♪ I get love from Stubb's to the limits of Austin ♪
♪ Even though I'm a city boy, I bring the Philly noise ♪
♪ Here comes an episode everybody will enjoy ♪
-♪ Give me brisket and ribs and a side of fried pickles ♪
♪ I'm a cowboy now, boy, little by little ♪
♪ Raise my hand up in the Hook 'em, Horns symbol ♪
[ Cheers and applause ]
Yeah!
Yeah, look at that!
Look at that!
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♪ Yeah, back in New York where the lights are all bright ♪
♪ Got city folks telling me hop the next flight ♪
But I'll tell you what.
Austin is alright, alright, alright!
[ Cheers and applause ]
♪ Thank God I'm a country boy ♪
Yee-haw!
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Yeah!
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[ Cheers and applause ]