| G | G7 |
| Abilene, | Abilene, |
| C7 | G | D7 | |
| Pret | tiest town you e | ver seen | , |
Folks there don't treat you mean,
| G | C7 | G | D7 | |
| In | Abilene, | my Abi | le | ne. |
I sit alone most every night,
Watch them trains roll out of sight,
Wish that they were carrying me,
To Abilene, my Abilene.
Crowded city, there: ain't nothin' free,
Ain't nothin' in this town for me,
Wish to God that I could be,
In Abilene, my Abilene.
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