3.29.48 Songtext
von Johnny Dowd

Born in Texas on Easter Sunday
Don′t mean a thing, makes me wonder
Struck by lightning, kissed by thunder
Been to the mountain, now I'm going under

Moved to Oklahoma, ended up in Texas
Went to New York City and I got arrested
Down to the river, ′cross the ocean wide
You could fill a swimming pool with the tears I cried

Don't need your sympathy, don't want your pity
Just wanna go back where the girls were pretty
The Washita is calling me
Come back home to Paul′s Valley

Served my country, then I went to work
Boss treated me like I was a joke
So I stole his wife, wrecked his car
I was going fast but I wasn′t going very far


You can call me a loser, laugh in my face
Still ain't gonna join the human race
A dark sun dominates my sky
I was born on Easter but I don′t know why

Don't need your sympathy, don′t want your pity
Just wanna go back where the girls were pretty
Washita is calling me
Come back home to Paul's Valley

Come back home
Come back home
Come back home
To Paul′s Valley
Come back home
Come back home
Come back home
To Paul's Valley
Come back home
Come back home

Come back home
To Paul's Valley