Houston

Well. it’s lonesome in this ol' town,
Everybody puts me down
I’m a face without a name just a walking in the rain
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston.
I got holes in both of my shoes,
Well, I’m a walking case of the blues
Saw a dollar yesterday but the wind blew it away
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston.
I haven’t eaten in about a week
I’m so hugry when I walk I squeak
Nobody calls me friend it’s sad the shape I’m in
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston.
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I got a girl waitin' there for me
Where at least she said she’d be
I got a home and big warm bed
And the feather pillow for my head.
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston.
Well, it’s lonesome in this ol' town
Everybody puts me down
I’m a face without a name just a walking in the rain
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston.
A going back to Houston, Houston, Houston…