Texas Legends Never Die (ZZ Top - FanSong)

ZZ TOP – TEXAS LEGENDS NEVER DIE Down where the Texas highway burns, where every dusty old road turns, three men came rolling into town, with Texas blues and a dirty sound. Billy had a guitar in hand, Dusty brought the low-end to the band. Frank kept time behind the beat, three brothers making Texas heat. No need for diamonds, no need for gold, just amplifiers running hot and bold. Long beards blowing underneath the Texas sky, three men who taught the world how to ride. ZZ TOP – RIDE THAT ROAD, FIFTY YEARS AND A HEAVY LOAD. TEXAS BLOOD AND A SIX-STRING SOUND, TURN THAT LITTLE OLD BAND UP LOUD. ZZ TOP – LOYAL AND TRUE, THE HIGHWAY'S LONG, BUT THE MUSIC PULLS THROUGH. FROM YESTERDAY'S DUST TO TONIGHT'S NEON LIGHT, TEXAS LEGENDS NEVER DIE. Then La Grange came rolling down the line, a dirty little groove that still sounds fine. Tush hit hard with a Southern flame, and all around the world they learned the name. Years rolled by and the wheels kept turning, hot rods shining and the engines burning. Gimme All Your Lovin' filled the air, while a Sharp Dressed Man was everywhere. And when those guitars started talking again, you knew that sound from the very first bend. No one had to tell you who had arrived, that Texas boogie was already alive. ZZ TOP – RIDE THAT ROAD, FIFTY YEARS AND A HEAVY LOAD. TEXAS BLOOD AND A SIX-STRING SOUND, TURN THAT LITTLE OLD BAND UP LOUD. ZZ TOP – LOYAL AND TRUE, THE HIGHWAY'S LONG, BUT THE MUSIC PULLS THROUGH. FROM YESTERDAY'S DUST TO TONIGHT'S NEON LIGHT, TEXAS LEGENDS NEVER DIE. They never needed to follow the crowd, they found their road and they played it loud. Blues in the blood and dust on the boots, three men who never forgot their roots. Then came a day when the road lost a friend, but a brotherhood like that doesn't simply end. Dusty was gone, but the records remained, and every old groove still carried his name. So raise that glass underneath the stars, for smoky old clubs and roaring guitars. For every highway, every stage, every mile, and that unmistakable Texas style. The beard may turn silver, the years may fly, old friends may leave us and old roads run dry. But put on that record and suddenly then, Billy, Dusty and Frank ride together again. ZZ TOP – RIDE THAT ROAD, FIFTY YEARS AND A HEAVY LOAD. FROM LA GRANGE NIGHTS TO THAT OLD GUITAR, THE SOUND STILL TRAVELS NEAR AND FAR. ZZ TOP – LOYAL AND TRUE, THERE'S ONLY ONE BAND THAT COULD SOUND LIKE YOU. LET THE SIX STRINGS RING UNDER TEXAS SKY — THE ROAD GOES ON, AND THE LEGEND WON'T DIE. Three men. One road. One hell of a ride. Forever ZZ Top.