waco

won't somebody somewhere come up here and take me to waco

'cause i've got the blues

these big city sidewalks just don't suit my shoes

won't somebody somewhere come up here and take me to waco

i'm tired of being alone

i just ain't that tough

i think i've had enough

i just want to go home

the music and the bright lights and the women and the wine

took all my money burned a hole in my mind

now the party is over and the good times are through

the last bell is ringing

the fat lady's singing

and the moon just turned blue

i'd jump on a greyhound

but i ain't got no money at all

i'd hop me a freight train but i'm afraid i might fall

i'd flag down a semi

put my thumb in the air

just give me a ride to the east texas line

i can walk home from there