Well the road maps of West
Texas never gave me good advice
The trains all roll where the roads don't go,
Just wondering where the rest is
And I yelled good-bye to to that wife of mine,
I'm a-rolling on, 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
Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce,
I was happier than I'd ever
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, 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
So I guess there'll be no family,
so I guess there'll be no wife
Gonna roll away on an old steel dray,
And the road maps I been reading,
I never came to figure out
All I know is I'd explode
I'm a-rolling on, 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 a-rolling on, 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
And I'm rolling West Texas
And I'm rolling West Texas
