Home Away from Home

My neighbor next door on the barstool
asked me where the hell have I been all day
'Tween the girl and my job, the boss and my dog,
the coming and going to church and all, I ain't had time to think
And I miss my home away from home

Hell even down the road at a place I get
my mail, well the beer ain't half as cold
I miss the swing in the door,
the dance in the floor, the smoke in the air
And damn I swear there ain't no place that I'd rather go
And I miss my home away from home

It's a beer drinkin',
a pool ball sinkin', a neon blinkin' little hole in the wall
It's a two-steppin', a jukebox heaven and when I'm gone
Lord I miss my home away from home
Aw, here it comes boys

It's a beer drinkin',
a pool ball sinkin', a neon blinkin' little hole in the wall
It's a two-steppin', a jukebox heaven and when I'm gone
Yeah, It's a beer drinkin', a pool ball sinkin'
A neon blinkin' little hole in the wall
It's a two-steppin', a jukebox heaven and when I'm gone

Lord I miss my home away from home
Yeah, I miss my home away from
Oh, let's load up that ol' beer truck ol' son



Credits
Writer(s): Carson Chamberlain, Jonathan Singleton, Wyatt Mccubbin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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