Well the roadmaps 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 lie
I'm rolling west Texas teardrops in my eye

Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce New Mexico,
I 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 lie
I'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 keep
I 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 roadmaps 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 lie
I'm rolling west Texas teardrops in my eye