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 when 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

And 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