Well, it's lonesome
in this ol' town
Everybody puts
me down
I'm a face
without a name
Just a-walkin'
in the rain
Going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston
I've got holes in
both of my shoes,
I'm a walkin' case
of the blues
Saw a dollar
yesterday
But the wind
blew it away
Going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston
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
I'm going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston
Going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston
Got a girl waitin'
there for me
At least she
said she'd be
Got a home and
a big warm bed
And a feather pillow
for my head
I'm 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-walkin'
in the rain
Going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston
Going back to
Houston, Houston
Houston