I'm on my way to Italy
From the Gulf of Mexico
Riding on a tanker
Feeling mighty low
My good gal's behind me
No loving for so long
I'm going back to Texas
For that's where I belong
Nights are so lonely
On the ocean
Too much time
To dream of yesterday
If only I could carry out
My notion
I'd hit the trail
For Texas right away
I'm on my way to Italy
From the Gulf of Mexico
Riding on a tanker
Feeling mighty low
My good gal's behind me
No loving for so long
I'm going back to Texas
For that's where I belong
I never thought
When I was leaving
I could get so blue
Out on the sea
But I'll bet you
After all this grieving
It's that good old Texas soil
For me
Well I'm on my way to ltaly
From the Gulf of Mexico
Riding on a tanker
Feeling mighty low
My good gal's behind me
No loving for so long
I'm going back to Texas
For that's where I belong