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Seaman's Blues Lyrics
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
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
Its that good old Texas soil for me
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
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
To much time to dream of yesterday
If only I could carry out my notion
And hit the trail for Texas right away
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 could get so blue out on the sea
But I'll bet you after all this grieving
Its that good old Texas soil for me
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
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Submitted by
songmeanings On Feb 06, 2012
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