Lyrics

Take a Look Around
Words and Music: Mark David Manders

Fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down
I feel a song coming on,
It’s got a Texas kind of sound
There’s a blacktop underneath my wheels
Cutting a path through these Texas hills
Take a look around
The heat is rising off the blacktop,
Ain’t seen a car in miles
And each new bend is like a long-lost friend,
Makes me want to search a while
And words can’t describe the way I feel
When I get lost in these Texas hills
Last night in my dreams
God spoke to me out loud
I asked him, “What’s heaven really like?”
He said, “Son, just take a look around”
So fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down
I feel a song coming on,
It’s got a Texas kind of sound
So take a look around

Take a Look Around
Words and Music: Mark David Manders

Fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down
I feel a song coming on,
It’s got a Texas kind of sound
There’s a blacktop underneath my wheels
Cutting a path through these Texas hills
Take a look around
The heat is rising off the blacktop,
Ain’t seen a car in miles
And each new bend is like a long-lost friend,
Makes me want to search a while
And words can’t describe the way I feel
When I get lost in these Texas hills
Last night in my dreams
God spoke to me out loud
I asked him, “What’s heaven really like?”
He said, “Son, just take a look around”
So fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down
I feel a song coming on,
It’s got a Texas kind of sound
So take a look around