Lyrics

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 hungry when I walk I squeak Nobody calls me friend it's sad the shape I'm in A going back to Houston Houston Houston [ harmonica ] A going back to Houston Houston Houston I got a girl waitin' there for me well at least she said she'd be I got a home and big warm bed and a feather pillow for my head A going back to Houston Houston Houston Well it's lonesome in this ol' town... A going back to Houston Houston Houston