I've been on the road most all of my life,
Traveled from coast to coast
In search of some pleasures and treasures and things
Whatever pleased me the most
Like bandanas and blue jeans and old cowboy clothes,
That bring back an old country song,
About rough rides and red-eyes and old broken bones,
And railroad tracks running back home
Put me on a train back to Texas
I've been where the highwaymen roam
Put me on a train back to Texas
Wake me up when we reach San Antone:
Wake me up when we reach San Antone
Mamma says home's where the heart is,
Like Bob Wills said in a poem
Well, my heart is there, in the middle of Texas,
Beside the old Alamo
Like my broken-in saddle and old leather boots,
I'm worn but I'm still going strong
Cowboys can tell when the seasons are changing,
And I think it's time to move on
Put me on a train back to Texas
I've been where the highwaymen roam
Put me on a train back to Texas
Wake me up when we reach San Antone
Wake me up when we reach San Antone