In Gruene, Texas, where the rivers flow,
A charming town that seems to glow.
With history rich and spirit bright,
It welcomes all with pure delight.

Adorable shops line cobbled streets,
Where past and present gently meet.
Boutiques and treasures, rare and quaint,
Each one a story, a brush, a paint.

The General Store, with sweets and more,
Invites you in from the old wood floor.
Antiques and crafts, all hand-made,
Each piece a memory lovingly laid.

The Gruene Hall with music sweet,
Where dancing couples tap their feet.
Melodies from days of yore,
Echo through the open door.

Owners greet with smiles wide,
Their warmth and kindness hard to hide.
A friendly chat, a helping hand,
They make you feel you’re in their band.

The restaurants serve with Texas cheer,
Barbecue and pies, oh dear!
Tables filled with laughter’s sound,
In Gruene, joy is always found.

In every corner, love does bloom,
In every shop, in every room.
A piece of magic, small and true,
In Gruene, Texas, waits for you.

So wander through this town so dear,
Where hearts are light, and skies are clear.
In Gruene, you’ll find a place to stay,
Where yesterday meets today.