willie nelson
seaman's blues
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 To much time to dream of yesterday If only I could carry out my notion And 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  And 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