The devil wanted a place on earth
  Sort of a summer home
  A place to spend his vacation
  Whenever he wanted to roam.

   So he picked out Texas
   A place both wretched and rough
   Where the climate was to his liking
   And the cowboys hardened and tough.

   He dried up the streams in the canyons
And ordered no rain to fall
   He dried up the lakes in the valleys
   Then baked and scorched it all.

   Then over his barren country
   He transplanted shrubs from hell.
   The cactus, thistle and prickly pear
   The climate suited them well.

   Now the home was much to his liking
   But animal life, he had none.
   So he created crawling creatures
   That all mankind would shun.

   First he made the rattlesnake

   With it's forked poisonous tongue.
   Taught it to strike and rattle
   And how to swallow it's young.

   Then he made scorpions and lizards
   And the ugly old horned toad.
   He placed spiders of every description
   Under rocks by the side of the road.



Then he ordered the sun to shine hotter,
  Hotter and hotter still.
    Until even the cactus wilted
   And the old horned lizard took ill.

   Then he gazed on his earthly kingdom
   As any creator would
   He chuckled a little up his sleeve
   And admitted that it was good.

   Twas summer now and Satan lay
   By a prickly pear to rest.
   The sweat rolled off his swarthy brow
   So he took off his coat and vest.

    "By Golly," he finally panted,
   "I did my job too well,
   I'm going back to where I came from,





   "Texas is hotter than Hell".