Ft. Worth Blues
In Ft. Worth all the neon's burnin' bright
Pretty lights
Red and blue
But they'd shut down all the honky tonks tonight
And say a prayer or two
If they only knew
You used to say the highway was your home
But we both know
That ain't true
It's just the only place a man can go
When he don't know
Where he's travelin' to
But Colorado's always clean and healin'
And Tennessee in Spring is green and cool
It never really was your kind of town
But you went around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
Somewhere up beyond the great divide
Where the sky is wide
And the clouds are few
A man can see his way clear to the light
Just hold on tight
That's all you gotta do
And they say Texas weather's always changin'
And one thing change'll bring is somethin' new
And Houston really ain't that bad a town
So you hang around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
There's a full moon over Galway Bay tonight
Silver light
Over green and blue
And every place I travel through, I find
Some kinda sign
That you've been through
But Amsterdam was always good for grieving
And London never fails to leave me blue
Paris never was my kinda town
So I walked around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
Pretty lights
Red and blue
But they'd shut down all the honky tonks tonight
And say a prayer or two
If they only knew
You used to say the highway was your home
But we both know
That ain't true
It's just the only place a man can go
When he don't know
Where he's travelin' to
But Colorado's always clean and healin'
And Tennessee in Spring is green and cool
It never really was your kind of town
But you went around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
Somewhere up beyond the great divide
Where the sky is wide
And the clouds are few
A man can see his way clear to the light
Just hold on tight
That's all you gotta do
And they say Texas weather's always changin'
And one thing change'll bring is somethin' new
And Houston really ain't that bad a town
So you hang around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
There's a full moon over Galway Bay tonight
Silver light
Over green and blue
And every place I travel through, I find
Some kinda sign
That you've been through
But Amsterdam was always good for grieving
And London never fails to leave me blue
Paris never was my kinda town
So I walked around
With the Ft. Worth Blues
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Earle
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