Lyrics by Stan C. Countz
Give me all my treasure now, I no longer wanna wait
I took a look around me and then ran the other way
I’ve been livin’ life my way, drivin’ down the highway
‘til I could no longer pay the price
My pockets are now empty, where’d they all go?
They were there when there was plenty to go around
Thought at least they’d wanna see the end of the show
But they left in the night without a sound
I knew my friends would not desert me
Knew they’d stick with me all the way
I knew they’d never hurt me
Now they’ve all gone away
I’m sittin’ here on the shelf, cryin’ in my beer
Feelin’ sorry for myself and cryin’ bitter tears
Feelin’ lost and all… alone
Wish I could crawl… back home
Like a prodigal son I’ve been livin’ on the run
Got nowhere else to go; I just wanna know
What’s goin’ on
Back home
Back home… where my memories have been takin’ me
Back home …to sunny days when I was runnin’ free
Back home … where I know them and they know me
Where I can carve my name in the family tree
Back home on the farm where I don’t have to be
The black sheep of the family
Where my father is awaitin’ me
with open arms
Back home … where my heart is pullin’ me
Back home … where my mind is takin’ me
Back home … where my life is callin’ me
Back home … where I wanna be
Back home … where my tires have been takin’ me
Back home … where my father is awaitin’ me
With open arms
There’s nothin’ more for me here
I’m tired of cryin’ bitter tears
Need to get myself in gear
And head back home
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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