Long Way Cross Texas
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Description
A song about a lonely bus trip across Texas.
Lyrics
Long Way Cross Texas © Copyright 2010 Marcus G. Poirier I got on a bus in Houston On my way to San Antone I had a dream in my pocket When I left my home Now I’m lonelier than I’m free In San Angelo Nobody knew me It’s a cold, cold feeling When no one knows your name Well that bus broke down in Big Spring And I got off and got a cold one I found myself some shade and sat right down Now I’m lonelier than I’m free Back home everybody knew me There’s no one left there And no one left to blame It’s a long way cross Texas And she is waiting With a dream in her pocket A place called home Now I’m lonelier than I’m free In Sweetwater nobody knew me And it’s a cold, cold feeling When no one knows your name I got on a bus in Houston On my way to San Antone
