old 97's
w. tx teardrops
Well the road maps of West Texas never gave me good advice The trains all roll where the roads don't go, now I lay awake at night Just wondering where the rest is so I hit that iron gate And I yelled good-bye to that wife of mine, I may be running late  I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye  Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce, New Mexico I was happier than I'd ever been in my El Paso home But I thought about the woman whom I left to roam the land And I cried so much it dug a rut they call the Rio Grande  I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye  And my destination is written upon my feet And the stars above are about the only company I keep So raise my pass and take my seat I'm rolling fast with a teardrop on my cheek  So I guess there'll be no family, so I guess there'll be no wife Gonna roll away on an old steel dray, it's gonna be my life And the road maps I been reading, I never came to figure out All I know is I'd explode by any other route  I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye  I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye And I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye And I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye 