I was just a poor boy who lived on forty acres of bad land
I remember how she laughed the day I asked Joanna for her hand
She called me a plowboy and said she couldn't love the likes of me
Back then we didn't know that I would soon discover Texas Tea

I told her I loved her and I would work my fingers to the bone
But Joanna wanted wealth and servants and a mansion for her own
And I was heartbroken, Joanna didn't want me comin' round
Back then we didn't know about the Texas Tea that bubbled 'neath my ground

Where once stood a cabin, I live in a southern mansion now
And I gaze at the oil wells that stand on the ground I used to plow
Now there's someone comin', I think it's Joanna that I see
And I haven't seen her since back before I found my Texas Tea

You're welcome Joanna, it's always good to see an old, old friend
Yes, I still remember I loved you and I begged you for your hand
But I'm just a plowboy and you couldn't love the likes of me
So goodbye, Joanna, I've got to see about my Texas Tea
So goodbye, Joanna, I've got to see about my Texas Tea
So goodbye, Joanna, I've got to see about my Texas Tea