I was born down in Dallas
Raised up in the city of the wind
Yeah, I could spend a month of Sundays
Talkin' about the places I have been

Yeah, I played the blues in England, I visit with the Queen
She really dug my style but Queen is not my thing
I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king

Hey, they wanted me in Russia, but Moscow was much too cold
Yeah, I coulda' played down in Denmark, but girls was much too old
Yeah now, the Italians talk funny, I don't know what they say
I can't find a Chitlins Pizza at any price I pay

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king
Oh, living in the palace of the king
Yeah, living in the palace
Leaving home was hard to think

I can make you smile, every note I play
I can make you happy, by playin' the blues my way
I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king

Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king
Yeah, I'm living in the palace
That palace is quit the thing
Been around the world, I hear me things
Nothing can make me feel satisfied, but this blues I sing
I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king
Oh, I'm living in the palace of the king
Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king
Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king
Yes, I'm living in the palace of the king
Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king