Seaman's Blues - Hank Williams

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

To much time to dream of yesterday

If only I could carry out my notion

And hit the trail for Texas right away

I never thought I was leaving

I could get so blue out on the sea

But I’ll bet you after all this grieving

Its that good old Texas soil for me