O Featherock

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On a little piece of Texas where twisted live oaks grow
You can find what you’ve been needin’ for your body and your soul
It’s a place out in the country where the cows are all polite
And the big blue skies surround you ‘til the stars come out at night

O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
Leave your troubles behind when you enter through her gate
O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
An oasis in the middle of the Lone Star State

There’s salsa on the table, a pool in the backyard
Which feels refreshing after playing hoops out in the barn
The neighbors all are friendly, and wave as they drive by
You’ll always find a big Texan smile whenever you say “Hi”

O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
Leave your troubles behind when you enter through her gate
O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
An oasis in the middle of the Lone Star State

In the spring bluebonnets blossom while the scent of their perfume
Calls the hummingbirds and butterflies to collect their morning dew
And when you hear the wind blow through the old pecans and pines
It’s the voice of God reminding you He is always by your side

O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
Leave your troubles behind when you enter through her gate
O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
An oasis in the middle of the Lone Star State

O Featherock, my sweet Featherock
An oasis in the middle of the Lone Star State

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by Greg Giebler