Run Him Out
Travis Tritt once wrote a song called “Strong Enough to Be Your Man,” as a response to Sheryl Crow’s–
Wait. Just guess. You know this, right?
“Strong Enough.”
Which, of course, poses the question, “Are you strong enough to be my man?”
I know. It was a tough one.
Well, I just pulled the same stunt, friends.
I was listening to the radio when King George began crooning through those tiny little speakers, “All my exes live in Texas…”
And at first I did what I always do when I hear this song, I started two-stepping around the room with my imaginary two-stepping partner. That song is so good for two-stepping and acting silly.
But then I thought, wait, what about all of those poor women in Texas? What did he do to them that was SO TERRIBLE that they RAN HIM OUT?
Another side of this story needed to be told, I figured.
And so I wrote the other side of the story.
Now, I have a confession to make. I’ve never set foot on Texas soil. I may not have been terribly qualified to write this particular song based on that point. However, I have been listening to lots of Texas girl Miranda Lambert lately, so I figured I could channel the right attitude and come up with a pretty decent little song.
Y’all, I just love it.
It’s a song that is SO unlike me. I can’t say it’s terribly original, but it’s not like anything else I’ve ever written, so in that, it’s totally unique. I’m excited to hear somebody play a little steel guitar with it, is what I’m saying.
Do you know anyone who plays steel guitar?


I sure don’t know any steel guitar players… But I wanna hear that song, and stat!
You’ve got me all curious about it now.
I wanna hear it!
Get that puppy out!
Love that song. One morning I heard someone say “Texarcana” on the news and I had the song in my head for a good two hours.
Kinda excited to hear your song… Not gonna lie!
well of COURSE i want to hear it.
Amendment to my earlier comment: I DO know a steel guitar player! My father-in-law plays just about every instrument with the word “guitar” in its name, including the good ol’ steel. Too bad he lives a zillion miles away from you.
“Ain’t nothin’ like a steel guitar… to drown a memory.
Before you spend your money baby, play a song for me.”
Sorry, I don’t know any players, but I wish I did. I also would like to hear “From an Ex in Texas”, or whatever you’ve called it. Did you write it from Allison in Galveston’s perspective? Or maybe Ilene in Abilene? Is there a city that rhymes with “Courtney”?