W. TX. Teardrops - Old 97's

Well the roadmaps of West Texas

Never gave me good advice

The trains all roll where the roads don’t go

Now I lay awake at night

Just wondering where the rest is

So I hit that iron gate

And I yelled good-bye to that wife of mine

I may be running late

I’m a-rolling on

I’m a-rolling on

Rolling out past El Paso, Texas

Where I might have had a home

I made my bed

So here I lie

I’m rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye

Though I felt a lonesome feeling

In Dulce, New Mexico

I was happier than I’d ever been

In my El Paso home

But I thought about the woman

Whom I left to roam the land

And I cried so much

It dug a rut they call the Rio Grande

I’m a-rolling on

I’m a-rolling on

Rolling out past El Paso, Texas

Where I might have had a home

I made my bed

So here I lie

I’m rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye

And my destination is written

Upon my feet

And the stars above

Are about the only company I keep

I raise my pass and

Take my seat

I’m rolling fast

With a teardrop on my cheek…

So I guess there’ll be no family

So I guess there’ll be no wife

Gonna roll away on an old steel dray

It’s gonna be my life

And the roadmaps I been reading

I never came to figure out

All I know is I’d explode

By any other route

I’m a-rolling on

I’m a-rolling on

Rolling out past El Paso, Texas

Where I might have had a home

I made my bed

So here I lie

I’m rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye

I’m a-rolling on

I’m a-rolling on

Rolling out past El Paso, Texas

Where I might have had a home

I made my bed

So here I lie

I’m rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye

I’m rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye

Yeah, I’m rolling West Texas tear… drops in… my eye…