Teksty: Waylon Jennings. Big D.

Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry I ain't got a dime
Sleepin' in the filty trainyard at the warmest driest place that I can find
What have I done that would justify the way you treatin' me Big D
Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry I don't know a soul
I could feel a little warmer but I find that there's no coat in my woredraw
My clothes're paper thin still you let your chill of winter fall on me Big D
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Why I wanna go where the winds don't blow till summer
Somewhere the sun will warm this chill in me
Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry I don't even know my name

Oh my temperature keeps risin' and I feel that it's done damage to my brain
Could this dirty trainyard be the last and final restin' place for me Big D Big D