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