| Running with the devil on the railway line
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| Same old story at a different time
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| Lonely is the man low on gin and smokes
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| Thinking getting what I wanted wasn’t worth my soul
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| So I’m going back to Houston in my heart and in my mind
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| Thinking about what you said when I left it all behind
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| Losing don’t mean nothing when there’s nothing to lose
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| Living isn’t living when I’m missing you
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| Miles from a lover make a heart grow strong
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| Well I was weak and the road was long
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| Took a little time but I’m coming around
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| And I’m thinking about pointing my headlights south
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| I’m going back to Houston in my heart and in my mind
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| Thinking about what you said when I left it all behind
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| Losing don’t mean nothing when there’s nothing to lose
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| Living isn’t living when I’m missing you
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| Packing my bag at the Old Turnpike
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| Trading this inn for the snow outside
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| And if these weathered feet never reach their home
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| Go on bury me deep where the ground is cold
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| Bury me in Houston where I left my love behind
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| Thinking about what you said when I crossed that county line |
| Losing don’t mean nothing when there’s nothing to lose
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| Living isn’t living when I’m missing you
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| Losing don’t mean nothing when there’s nothing to lose
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| Living isn’t living when I’m missing yo |