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Текст и слова песни David Allan Coe – Houston Dallas Or San Antone

I got drunk in Austin Texas I missed my plane in North Carolina
Spent all of my money on a long distance call
Huntsville Prison walls so high I'm so lonesome I could die
You could make a grown man cry if you wanted to
Say goodbye to Houston for me give my best to San Antone
Tell Dallas there's a change in plans I won't be comin' home

Dallas lives in Winston Salem we got married in West Virginia
Then we moved to Texas on a fifty acre farm
I robbed a bank and shot a man ended up in Birmingham
But I guess I tipped my hand and wound up in the pen
Say goodbye to Houston for me...

Houston is my oldest daughter says she's leaving for New York City
She's gonna make her living reaching for a star
San Antone's my only son please don't tell him what I've done
Or that I had to use my gun for that I killed a man
Say goodbye to Houston for me...
Say goodbye to Houston for me...
Say goodbye to Houston for me...

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