Colors Are All the Same

She was born in College Station; her daddy had a farmer's PHD*
 Her first steps were taken with the Corps on Kyle Field
 When she graduated, she bought a maroon pick-up truck
 They celebrated down at the Dixie Chicken when she opened her vet practice up
 Now he was born Austin, his daddy had a store down on the drag
 Ever since the school had opened, relatives were Longhorn grads
 His room was painted orange, he was getting his degree
 In the band playing French horn, first row, second seat
 Gig 'em Aggies, Hook 'em Horns
 One side's maroon, the other, burnt orange
 He saw her at a concert, way before Robert Earl Keen
 She was wearin' an Aggie shirt, to him it didn't mean a thing
 He pushed his way on through the crowd like any ol' hungry bull would do
 When he was close enough he shouted, "Hey, mind if I sit by you?"
 She turned around and stared at him, couldn't believe her eyes
 He had a burnt orange jacket, Longhorns from side to side
 Well she looked again and took a chance, said "That's OK with me"
 Something in that second chance went beyond the rivalry
 When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark,
 The colors are all the same
 Just two beating hearts not playing any games
 You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em
 One thing'll never change
 When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark,
 The colors are all the same
 When she went to meet his Mother, she was wearing a cowboy hat
 When they left they hugged each other, Mom said, "You're always welcome back"
 When she took him home to Daddy, she worried about the ring in his ear
 He was makin' pretty good money but his tattoo was pretty clear
 Well they decided to get married, bridesmaids wore maroon
 The ring bearer carried a burnt orange package to the groom
 Well the ring that he gave her was diamond mounted on two thumbs
 Sitting on a Longhorn cradle, cause when it's said and done
 When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark,
 The colors are all the same
 Just two beating hearts not playing any games
 You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em
 Now all they had to do was figure out where they're gonna live
 Well they flipped a coin and that is how she got her way over his
 Well they vacationed up in Kerrville, they went down to the coast
 Their first born they named Earl, you should have heard them boast
 Every year at Thanksgiving, Earl could take either side
 All the birthday gifts he was given were hints they couldn't hide
 There were 12th man T-shirts and Longhorns of every size
 His first two words were, "Gig 'em Bevo", always playing both sides
 Gig 'em Aggies, Hook 'em Horns
 One side's maroon, the other, burnt orange
 When it came time to go to college, Earl didn't know what to do
 His Dad wanted him in Austin, his Mom in maroon
 Well, the moral of this story, is if you listen to this song
 Where do y'all think he went to college?, well, you just might be wrong
 Well he tried both universities and you don't have to wonder how
 He says with all sincerity...
 "I'm a Southwest Texas Bobcat now!"
 When your eyes are closed and you're in the dark,
 The colors are all the same
 Just two beating hearts not playing any games
 You can gig 'em, you can hook 'em