Lyrics:

1989
Writer(s): Bucky Jones, Don Cook, Curly Putnam

Well it's lonely out tonight down here in Georgia
And the oldest friend I've got I met today
The woman that I love just up and left me
And the place I love's a thousand miles away.

Operator hook me up to Houston
Get me anybody on the phone
Look there in your book and pick a number
Cause you can't be choosy when you're this alone

Won't you talk to me Texas?
Let me hear that drawl
I spent my last five dollars on this one long distance call
Wont you talk to me Texas
I've got these homesick blues
Tell me I can come on home to you

I've got this faded number in my wallet
It's been here a dozen years I know
I used to call it up when I was lonely
Oh that woman sure could love me so

I know by now she's probably changed her number
And with my luck she's probably changed her name
If there's a chance in hell ill think ill take it
Cause Id love to hear that woman's voice again

Won't you talk to me Texas?
Let me hear that drawl
I spent my last five dollars on this one long distance call
Wont you talk to me Texas
I've got these homesick blues
Tell me I can come on home to you

Won't you talk to me Texas?
Let me hear that drawl
I spent my last five dollars on this one long distance call
Wont you talk to me Texas
I've got these homesick blues
Tell me I can come on home to you

Hey tell me I can come on home to you!