Lyrics
Lee Hazlewood
Well, it's lonesome in this big town
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
I'm just walking in the rain
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I got holes in both of my shoes
And I'm a walking case of the blues
I saw a dollar yesterday
But the wind blew it away
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I haven't eaten in about a week
And I'm so hungry when I walk I squeak
Nobody calls me friend
It's sad the shape I'm in
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I got a girl waiting there for me
At least she said she'd be
I got a home and a big warm bed
And a feather pillow for my head
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I take a bus or take an old freight train
Going to ride or walk, it's all the same
I'm going back where they know my face
And I'm never gonna leave that place
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
Well, it's lonesome in this big town
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
Yeah, I'm walking in the rain
I'm going back to Houston...
Dean Martin
Well, it's lonesome in this old town
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
Just walking in the rain
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I got holes in both of my shoes
Well, I'm a walking case of the blues
Saw a dollar yesterday
But the wind blew it away
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I haven't eaten in about a week
I'm so hungry when I walk I squeak
Nobody calls me friend
It's sad the shape I'm in
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I got a girl waiting there for me
Well, at least she said she'd be
I got a home and a big warm bed
And a feather pillow for my head
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
I take a bus or take an old freight train
Going to ride or walk, it's all the same
I'm going back where they know my face
And I'm never gonna leave that place
I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
Well, it's lonesome in this old town
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
Just walking in the rain
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
Going back to Houston, Houston, Houston
The Fall
Well, it's lonesome in this old town
Everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name
Just walking in the rain
Going back to Euston, Euston, Euston
I got holes in both of my shoes
I'm a walking case of bad news
I saw a ten pound note yesterday
But the wind just blew it away
Going back to Euston, Euston, Euston
I haven't eaten in about a week
I'm so hungry I cannot speak
Nobody calls me friend
It's bad the shape I'm in
Going back to Euston, Euston, station
I'm going to Euston, Euston, Euston
I got a friend who's waiting for me
It's a pain but it sets me free
I need a long regular bed
And a feather pillow for my head
I'm heading back to Euston, Euston, Euston
Well, it's lonely in this old town
Everybody puts me down
It's a city that doesn't speak
I'm glad I'm heading out
Back to Euston, Euston, Euston
Euston, Euston, station
Euston, Euston, Euston
Euston, Euston, Euston
Euston, Euston, Euston
Commentary
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Footnotes
Sources / Links
- Smith, Mark E. (2008). Renegade: The Lives and Tales of Mark E. Smith. London: Penguin.
- The Track Record: “Houston”
- Wikipedia: “Houston” (song)
- Wolstencroft, Simon (2014). You Can Drum But You Can’t Hide. London: Strata Books.
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