By Bruce Robison 8/31/2010 you We painted pretty pictures and dreamed some fine dreams We ask of love nothing and got back the same I’m rolling so fast now like a bullet from a gun Knowing there’s just one thing I know that I just can’t outrun Chorus Solo Chorus 2: I’m taking my heartache to Houston to lose myself in there Maybe go on down, down to Galveston to smell the salty air I left San Antone this morning with nothing but a need to light this fuse I’m taking my heartache to Housto (allcountrytabs.com)