Lyrics:

Here I am, busted down and lookin'
Just across that Louisiana line
My baby's wakin' up in Forgan City
And I'm stuck in these east Texas pines
Had a cup of coffee in a café
Hoping it's a way to clear my mind
Set out for Abilene and I made it half way
Now I'm stuck in these east Texas Pines
Will he miss me, well I'll never know
'Cos when I get on track, I ain't lookin' back
I'm gonna take these wheels and roll
If I can find somebody new to help me
Maybe I can make up for lost time
But everyone's in church on Sunday morning
And I'm stuck in these east Texas Pines

Will he miss me, well I'll never know
'Cos when I get on track, I ain't lookin' back
I'm gonna take these wheels and roll
If I can find somebody new to help me
Maybe I can make up for lost time
But everyone's in church on Sunday morning
And I'm stuck in these east Texas Pines
But everyone's in church on Sunday morning
And I'm stuck in these east Texas Pines
Yeah I'm stuck in these east Texas Pines