(John D. Loudermilk)

Abilene, Abilene
Prettiest town that I've ever seen
The women there don't treat you mean
In Abilene, my Abilene.

Old empty boxcars standin' all alone
The wheels're all rusted boys so we'd home
But what I have to do till I get back to Abilene
(Abilene) that's my home.

(Abilene) my home sweet home.
(Prettiest town that I've ever seen
The women there won't treat you mean
In Abilene, my Abilene.)

I've been to Chicago San Francisco too
Old New York City none of them will do
I'm just a waitin' till I get to Abilene. (my Abilene.)

Abilene, Abilene
Prettiest town that I've ever seen
The women there don't treat you mean
In Abilene, my Abilene.

No women there won't treat you mean
In Abilene, (my Abilene)
The women there won't treat you mean
In Abilene, (my Abilene...)