Lyric Houston
(Lee Hazlewood)
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.
--- Instrumental ---
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...
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.
--- Instrumental ---
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...