Going Home

[Verse 1] Police are piddlin' Pullin' people over for nothing but a boring night With nothin' to do And my eyes are wide And my hands are kinda shakin' from some trouble that I got into And my tags are overdue But honey, I'm goin' home right now [Verse 2] There's tolls both ways And I'm the only person who came to watch me play last night I got a cut of the door It's about this time I start recalling how my mother said I didn't wanna be an artist 'Cause artists are poor So buddy, I'm goin' home right now [Chorus] I got enough gas just to get me back And I know that she is patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy Every time she crosses my mind My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy So buddy, I'm goin' home right now [Verse 3] This here's a picture It's from the [?] reunion, she is wearing my favorite dress It makes me a mess And it's hard on the road When every mile that I'm driving she is starin' at me from the dash In my favorite dress So buddy, I'm goin' home right now [Chorus] I got enough gas just to get me back And I know that she is patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy Every time she crosses my mind My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy So buddy, I'm goin' home right now Buddy, I'm goin' home right now