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

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 a 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
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
Just a-walking in the rain
A-going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
A-going back to Houston, Houston, Houston