Way out west (or depending on where you're coming from, way out east, north, or south), lies a state where the stars are big and bright. Where the sage in bloom is like perfume. And where the women are all stereotypes, according to Hank Williams' worthless son. Strap on your Dallas Cowboy helmets, chug some Pace Picante salsa, and let's talk about Texas in popular music. As they say in Boston, "faakin' rite!"
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