Seaman's Blues

On my way to Italy from the Gulf of Mexico Riding on a tanker, feeling mighty low My good gal's behind me, no loving for so long I'm going back to Texas, for that's where I belong Nights are so lonely on the ocean Too much time to dream of yesterday If only I could carry out my notion And hit the trail for Texas right away On my way to Italy from the Gulf of Mexico Riding on a tanker, feeling mighty low My good gal's behind me, no loving for so long I'm going back to Texas, for that's where I belong I never thought I was leaving I could get so blue out on the sea But I'll bet you after all this grieving Its that good old Texas soil for me On my way to Italy from the Gulf of Mexico Riding on a tanker, feeling mighty low My good gal's behind me, no loving for so long I'm going back to Texas, for that's where I belong