[00:12.06]Up at Henry’s Bar & Grill
[00:14.61]On the north side of town
[00:17.32]I saw a man reach up to heaven
[00:19.98]And pull a song on down
[00:22.80]To a smoke filled room of misfits
[00:25.18]Young and old and big and small
[00:27.94]And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha
[00:30.67]He shared it with us all
[00:33.66]And every soul in that roadhouse
[00:37.27]Felt the power of his song
[00:40.06]Through life’s joys and sorrows
[00:42.71]He brought us together as one
[00:45.43]They called him “God’s own yodeler,
[00:48.06]The Pavarotti of the plains”
[00:50.55]There’s no bigger voice in Texas
[00:53.19]Don Walser was his name
[01:00.14]He was raised out in Lamesa
[01:02.60]Just a boy when his mamma died
[01:05.42]With daddy at the mill all night
[01:08.03]In that empty house he cried
[01:10.98]He’d climb up in the oak tree
[01:13.29]To sing his broken heart
[01:16.23]The neighbors gathered in the yard
[01:18.91]Listening in the dark
[01:22.95]Singing songs about West Texas
[01:25.37]Cowboys and old John Deeres
[01:28.35]Rodeos and drive-ins
[01:30.81]And the thrill of teenage years
[01:33.39]They called him “God’s own yodeler,
[01:35.93]The Pavarotti of the plains”
[01:38.56]There’s no bigger voice in Texas
[01:41.21]Don Walser was his name
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[02:30.82]From the honky-tonks and dance halls
[02:33.37]To the grand ole opery
[02:36.15]Don Walser brought a smile
[02:38.66]To every fan who came to see
[02:41.55]Now it’s oxygen and wheelchairs
[02:44.02]And trips to the docs in town
[02:46.78]The stays kept getting longer
[02:49.32]He knew he was glory bound
[02:53.55]My friend, your work is done here
[02:55.99]And I’d say you did it well
[02:58.87]Your voice rings down from heaven
[03:01.32]All the way to the devil himself
[03:04.06]And now you’re God’s own yodeler
[03:06.67]High above the Texas plains
[03:09.21]We miss you here in Austin
[03:11.94]With love we speak you name
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