[Intro – Accordion / Telecaster / Warm Country Shuffle] ¡Ay, ay, ay! South Texas, mi gente! You remember how it was? Cuando éramos muchachos… Those were the days! [Verse 1 – Conversational Male Country Vocal] Growing up down in South Texas With the sun beating down all day Mama calling from the kitchen “¡Muchachos, vengan a comer!” Abuelita making tortillas Tío telling stories out back Radio playing Freddy Fender While Daddy tuned his old guitar We had cousins in the living room Neighbors coming through the door Didn't matter who was family Everybody ate some more [Pre-Chorus – Accordion Response] ¿Te acuerdas de esos tiempos? Do you remember how it felt? When the whole neighborhood was family And you never needed much else [Chorus – Full Tejano Country Groove] Remember those good old days Down in South Texas, where we were raised Con la familia, música y amor Everybody dancing on the kitchen floor ¡Qué bonitos tiempos! Those memories never fade Remember those good old days ¡Ay, cómo extraño esos días! [Accordion Solo / Telecaster Answer] ¡Échale, Tio! [Verse 2 – Storytelling / Country Swagger] We'd play ball until the streetlights Told us it was time to go Riding bikes along the caliche With the South Texas wind blowing Saturday meant shining up the car And heading into town Maybe stopping at the little store Where everybody knew you around The girls would laugh at all our stories The boys would act so cool Then we'd hear that accordion And forget about acting like fools ¡Órale, vámonos! Let's see who dances best! [Pre-Chorus – Fiddle / Accordion] Mi gente, ¿dónde están? Can you hear that old refrain? Every time that song comes on I'm a kid back home again [Chorus – Bigger Harmonies] Remember those good old days Down in South Texas, where we were raised Con la familia, música y amor Everybody dancing on the kitchen floor ¡Qué bonitos tiempos! Those memories never fade Remember those good old days ¡Ay, cómo extraño esos días! [Instrumental Break – Accordion / Telecaster / Fiddle] [Accordion plays a lively Tejano melody • Telecaster answers with Bakersfield country licks • fiddle joins over a steady shuffle] ¡Eso! ¡Así se hace! are [Bridge – Warm / Reflective] We spoke English at the schoolhouse Spanish when we got back home Two languages, one big family Never feeling quite alone We learned respect from our parents Learned to work with our own hands And no matter where life took us We knew exactly who we are— We knew exactly who we were South Texas in our hearts A little country, a little Tejano That's how our story starts [Final Chorus – Full Band / Mexican Gritos] Remember those good old days Down in South Texas, where we were raised Con la familia, música y amor Everybody dancing on the kitchen floor ¡Qué bonitos tiempos! Our roots are here to stay Remember those good old days ¡Viva nuestra gente! ¡Viva nuestra raza! Remember those good old days Where the music never fades South Texas in our hearts And those memories always stay! [Outro – Accordion / Guitar Fade] Abuelita, pon la música… Mama, save me a plate! South Texas, mi tierra querida…
