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