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