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
There's too much time
To dream of yesterday
If only I could carry out my notion
I'd hit the trail for Texas right away
I'm on my way to Italy
From the Gulf of Mexico
Riding on a tanker
And 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
I'm on my way to Italy
From the Gulf of Mexico
Riding on a tanker
And 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