European Flowers Don’t Grow In The U.S.A.

I left my home in Texas, riding European bound
Here’s a story of a cowboy and the French girl’s love he found
The first time I saw paris, I saw it in her eyes
I remember how I loved her, underneath those french blue skies

She said: "I'll never leave you" I said: "Please, come home with me"
And then I heard her say: "I'll have to wait and see"
We took a boat from some German town, and floated down the Rhine
We spend our nights in small hotels and drank eachother’s wine

We walked the hills of Spain, saw London in the rain
That was the last time I saw her again

She said: "European flowers don’t grow in the USA
I love you more than anything but it’s you who have to stay
If you love me, understand me, it's the only way
‘Cause European flowers don’t grow in the USA"

I went home so all alone, with her always on my mind
I couldn’t eat nor sleep, knowing I'd left her behind
I never heard a word from her, so I wrote and asked her why:
"Does Paris look the same as it used to in your eyes?"

I finaly got your picture, who’s the baby close to you?
He looks just like a Texas boy who fell in in love with you
I'll be flying back to you soon on a one way ticket ride
Don’t be ashamed to use my name, there’s nothing for you to hide

She said: "European flowers don’t grow in the USA
I love you more than anything but it’s you who have to stay
If you love me, understand me, it's the only way
‘Cause European flowers don’t grow in the USA"

"European flowers don’t grow in the USA
I love you more than anything but it’s you who have to stay
If you love me, understand me, it's the only way
‘Cause European flowers don’t grow in the USA"