Abilene

John D. Loudermilk

Compositor: John D. Loudermilk

Abilene, Abilene
Prettiest town I've ever seen
Women there don't treat you mean
in Abilene, my Abilene

I sit alone most ev'ry night
Watch those trains pull out of sight
Don't I wish they were carrying me
Back to Abilene, my Abilene

Crowded city, there ain't nothing free
Nothing in this town for me
Wish to the Lord that I could be
in Abilene, sweet Abilene