Opener

Circle left:

One lone star is waiving in the wind,

A longhorn standing proud behind a rusty barbed wire fence,

Men star right once around,

Left allemande and weave around that ring,

As I travel down that blue bonnet highway,

I’m thankful I was born a lucky man,

And I know I that will live and die in my way,

Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.

Figure

All 4 ladies chain across that ring,

Turn your girl and heads promenade ½ way,

Come down the middle and square thru 4,

Right and left thru,

Touch ¼,

Scoot back, Swing and promenade,

And I know I that will live and die in my way,

Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.

Break

Circle left:

Cowboy hats and hearts that never bend,

I was born and raised a Texan, and will be till the end,

Men star right once around,

Left allemande and weave around that ring,

As I travel down that blue bonnet highway,

I’m thankful I was born a lucky man,

And I know I that will live and die in my way,

Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.

Figure

All 4 ladies chain across that ring,

Turn your girl and sides promenade ½ way,

Come down the middle and square thru 4,

Right and left thru,

Touch ¼,

Scoot back, Swing and promenade,

And I know I that will live and die in my way,

Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.

Closer

Circle left:

Two old boots, dusty, worn, and stained,

By the oil fields and the ranches , and the blood that fell like rain,

Men star right once around,

Left allemande and weave around that ring,

As I travel down that blue bonnet highway,

I’m thankful I was born a lucky man,

And I know I that will live and die in my way,

Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.

Tag

Somewhere between the Red…..and Rio Grande.