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Well the roadmaps of west Texas never gave me good advice. The trains all roll where the roads don't go, now I lay awake at night, Just wondering where the rest is so I hit that iron gate, And I yelled good-bye to that wife of mine, I may be running late. I'm a-rolling 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 in my eye. Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce New Mexico, I was happier than I'd ever been in my El Paso home. 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, 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 in my eye. And my destination is written upon my feet, And the stars above are about the only company I keep. I raise my pass and take my seat. I'm rolling fast with a teardrop on my cheek. So I guess there'll be no family, so I guess there'll be no wife. Letras de cancionesGonna roll away on an old steel dray, it's gonna be my life. And the roadmaps I been reading, I never came to figure out. All I know is I'd explode by any other route. I'm a-rolling 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 in my eye. From Letras Mania