An Austintatious journey – How a girl warmed unto Austin

This post is a part of our International Voices column, written by international UT students & staff, for UT students & staff

County-nuous ups and downs,

My foreign dream in a jar.

Will they treaty an outsider well ?

A long haul ; a lone star.

 

Will they spring upon me,

As I join them for Fall,

Will they get off their high horses,

should I stand tall ?

 

Borderline peculiar food,

Can we not taco about that ?

Being deserted in this state,

Should i hold on to my hat?

 

When they’re talking about a sixth,

That’s hardly about a flag.

For a metro that’s rapid,

My travel is a drag.

 

If you ask me where I stay,

I live on the river.

Here,Things set out to loop,

Don’t necessarily deliver.

 

The steaks are blazing high

And Orange burns so bright.

When Everything is bigger,

But summer is infinite.

 

When we’re out of the woods,

I’ll let opportunity knock.

For the only way, it’s done me wrong,

Is by not being New York.

 

But when the music is a-live,

And my boots are a tappin’    

What can I tell y’all,

I’ve warmed upto Austin.