Seaman's Blues

I'm 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

To much time to dream of yesterday

If only I could carry out my notion

And hit the trail for Texas right away

I'm 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

It's that good old Texas soil for me

I'm 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