I can see Saltillo Street And the house where I was born I can hear gospel songs From the church on Sunday morn Saturday nights around the radio Life was simple then But this road I'm on won't take me there You can't go back again I wish I could take route 78 And be there in no time Rest beneath the sweet gum trees Leave all my cares behind But Tupelo's too far I never dreamed I would be A king much less a star And I never knew that what I loved Could also break my heart I always thought if I just sang Everything would be alright And I don't know what went wrong But I'm lonesome tonight