Abilene

Abileneabilene, abileneprettiest town i ever seen.folks down there don't treat you meanin abilene, my abilene.i sit alone most every nightwatch them trains roll out of sightwish that they were carryin' meto abilene, my abilene.crowded city, ain't nothin' freenothin' in this town for mewish to god that i could bein abilene, my abilene.how i wish that train would cometake me back where i come from.take me where i want to bein abilene, my abilene.rotgut whiskey numbs the brainif i stay here i'll go insane.think i need a change of sceneto abilene, my abilene.outside my window cold rain falls,sit here starin' at the walls;if i was home, i'd be serenein abilene, my abilene.