Well the road maps 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 lieI'm rolling 
West Texas teardrops in my eye
Though I felt a lonesome feeling in 
Dulce, New 
MexicoI 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 lieI'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 keepSo 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 road maps 
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 lieI'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 lieI'm rolling 
West Texas teardrops in my eye
And I'm rolling 
West Texas teardrops in my eye
And I'm rolling 
West Texas teardrops in my eye