A light shines from my window
  I just can't sleep no more
  Lord, it hurts so much to be alone
  But the real men never do admit
  That it's them that might be wrong
  At least that's what he told me in his song
  Chorus:
  
  He rode all the way to Texas
  On an old freight train
  Didn't miss the girl he left behind
  He rode all the way to Texas
  Didn't shed a tear
  He's lettin' you know that he's the movin' kind
  
  The freedom that he sings about
  I guess I'll never know
  I just can't shake the guilt or kill the pain
  But he lets me ride when the lights turns low
  Get on board the radio and take a ride to Texas on his train
  
  Repeat Chorus