Well it's lonesome in this old town
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Everybody puts me down
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I'm a face without a name
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Just walking in the rain
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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I got holes in both of my shoes
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Well I'm a walking case of the blues
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Saw a dollar yesterday
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But the wind blew it away
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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I haven't eaten in about a week
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I'm so hungry when I walk I squeak
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Nobody calls me friend
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It's sad the shape I'm in
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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I got a girl waiting there for me
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Well at least she said she'd be
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I got a home and a big warm bed
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And a feather pillow for my head
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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Well it's lonesome in this old town
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Everybody put me down
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I'm a face without a name
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Just walking in the rain
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Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
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Houston
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| Dean Martin |
