| Lyrics: | I hit the road wide open at seventeen
Mama cried herself to sleep
Lost a dad I'd never
seen
Took all my childhood friends
Guitar, and a dream
Some say I got it bad
I
say I've got the cream
No, no, no
I roll into town and I'm spinnin' my wheels to
black
Go, go, go
I hit the stage and you make me feel like I'm back
I'm
back
Back home again
I'm back
Back home again
I'm back
Back
home
I worked from nine to five at twenty-two
Felt good to stay alive
Good
times were far and few
Trustin' my hopes and dreams
With someone who said they
knew
Just how to make ends meet
They haven't got a clue
No, no, no
I
rolled into town and I'm spinnin' my wheels to black
Go, go, go
I hit the stage and you
make me feel like I'm back
I'm back
Back home again
I'm back
Back home
again
I'm back
Back home again
I'm back
Back home
Take me
back
I'm back
I'm back
Back home again
I'm back
Back home
again
I'm back
Back home again
I'm back
Back home |
