Abilene
John D. Loudermilk
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Abilene, Abilene
Prettiest town I've ever seen
Women there don't treat you mean
in Abilene, my Abilene
I sit alone most ev'ry night
Watch those trains pull out of sight
Don't I wish they were carrying me
Back to Abilene, my Abilene
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Crowded city, there ain't nothing free
Nothing in this town for me
Wish to the Lord that I could be
in Abilene, sweet Abilene