Iâm going back to Fort Worth, Where the true west beginsItâs in the fork of the Trinityâs, Iâm gonna sing for my friendsA true native son, Iâm proud to shout32 miles from Dallas, where the East peters outLost my imagination, in them Tennessee hillsHeld no infatuation, facts it gave me the chillsWhy I went there whoâll ever knowUp rooted my life for a new place to growI crossed a desert of fire, just to get to Los AngelesCareful where you walk, youâll get hit by an ambulanceStick Rodeo drive in Beverlyâs earMix a thimble of soul with a dash of sincereUp state was a drag, I wish I was an engineItâs cold in the summer, starts me a grinninâMy stay there was entirely too longDonât believe that old story, youâll go home for a songThatâs why Iâm going back to Fort Worth, where the true west beginsItâs in the fork of the Trinityâs , Iâm gonna sing for my friendsA true native son, Iâm proud to shout32 miles from Dallas, where the East peters outThatâs why Iâm going back to Fort Worth, where the true west begins