Carolyn at the Broken Wheel Inn

Well a big cardboard suitcase and a four-year old buick

Well aint's this a hell of a life

A hot Texas farm road and some quality foot wear

And me with three kids and a wifeWell, Rose, it ain't easy, cause I do get lonesome

And I know it's a sad thing to say

It's easy forgetting your wife and your family

When you're five hundred miles awayWell, Rose, if you hear me try to forgive me

Cause I feel it coming on me again

Come saturday night I'll be in El Paso

With Carolyn at the broken wheel InnThe driveway needs paving and monday's your birthday

And the kids all need new shoes agian

But hot damn my soul I'll spend twenty dollars

With Carolyn at the broken wheel Inn