Texas Blues - Bill Morrisey
Never been so lonesome, never been so blue
It's midnight on the highway, I'm coming back for you
Stuck in Ozona Texas, out on Highway 10
I'm going to Arizona to win you back again
Last time I saw you your voice was cold as ice
And you spoke of some old lover like a lonesome paradise
Time like a sailor on his way back to the sea
It trips and stumbles, rarely passes gracefully
I'm standing on the highway and the only sight I see
Is just the cold and heartless moon shining down on me
Never been so lonesome, never been so blue
It's midnight on the highway, I'm coming back for you
© 1982 Bill Morrissey