Can't Shake the Sands of Texas from My Shoes - Gene Autry

I’m sad, I’ve got the blues

Can’t shake the sands of Texas from my shoes

I sigh and don’t know why

Can’t shake the sands of Texas from my shoes

The smell of the rain, the roll of the plain

The feel of my seat in the saddle

I’d give all I own, if I could be home

Back on the range punching cattle

I’m sad, I’ve got the blues

Can’t shake the samds of Texas from my shoes