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