Texas Morning - Lyrics - B.w. Stevenson

Right in the middle of a ten cent scenery Shuffled and stacked on a postcard rack There's a cute little kid on a shetland pony Smiles at me, I can't smile back Cactus Jack drinks coffee black Tells me it's my lucky day Five o'clock in the Texas morning I come a long, long way Well, she left me cold on a winter's morning Cold it's been for the longest time She told me Texas was where she was going I come and look and she's hard to find Cactus Jack drinks coffe black Tells me it's my lucky day Five o'clock in the Texas morning I come a long, long way I don't know just where I'm gonna find her Maybe the soldier with the suitcase saw her She just said she was going to Texas now For a little while I'm looking for the girl with light brown hair Hazel eyes, she's not too pretty But a beautiful smile She just said she was going to Texas for a little while Well, the cook in the back is getting mighty curious He asks the waitress where I'm from She just says, Hell, I ain't never seen him Probably just a California bum Cactus Jack, he says that's right As I walk out into the night Five o'clock in the Texas morning I got a long long ride Five o'clock in the Texas morning I got a long long ride Outside the sun is up And the wind blows me like a paper cup Down the highway.