Houston - Dean Martin

HoustonDean MartinWell it's lonesome in this old townEverybody puts me downI'm a face without a nameJust walking in the rainGoin' back to Houston, Houston, HoustonI got holes in both of my shoesWell I'm a walking case of the bluesSaw a dollar yesterdayBut the wind blew it awayGoin' back to Houston, Houston, HoustonI haven't eaten in about a weekI'm so hungry when I walk I squeakNobody calls me friendIt's sad the shape I'm inGoin' back to Houston, Houston, HoustonGoin' back to Houston, Houston, HoustonI got a girl waiting there for meWell at least she said she'd beI got a home and a big warm bedAnd a feather pillow for my headGoin' back to Houston, Houston, HoustonWell it's lonesome in this old townEverybody put me downI'm a face without a nameJust walking in the rainGoin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston