North1994

Ma Tex:
[to North] We'd like you show you how much we're looking forward to having you as our new son. Ready, Pa?

Pa Tex:
Ready, Ma!

Ma Tex:
[singing] We had a son who was trampled by a ton of longhorns, but you're very cute to fill his boots as flat as they may be.

Pa Tex:
[singing] You'll yell "yippie yi yo" with the rodeo til' the day's done.

Ma Tex:
[singing] Then you'll make a lot of pals with buffalo gals.

Pa Tex:
[whispering] Just leave some for me!

Ma Tex:
Hey, there!

Ma Tex, Pa Tex:
[singing with a chorus] We'll barbecue steaks and stew, feed you pumpkin pie, til' your can's bigger than the big ol' Texas sky!

Ma Tex:
[singing] You'll grow tall and play football, be famous!

Pa Tex:
[singing] You'll grow more, own a chain of stores, marry Betsy Lou!

Ma Tex, Pa Tex:
[singing with a chorus] Oh, North, North! Grow bi-i-i-i-ig!

[song ends]

Pa Tex:
'Nother rib, son?