The Road Home

We left town on Monday mornin'
Checkout was 11 a.m.
Three long shows over the weekend
Playin' rock 'n' roll again

Ten more exits down the highway
We'll almost be all the way home
Six men packed into an E150 van
More damn gear than The Rolling Stones

I hate bein' in the city
Makes my nerves tore all to Hell
Baby, ain't it such a pity?
I had to wait so long to tell

You, I love you
You, I love you
You, I love you
Baby, I'm comin' home

Blew two tires out in Kentucky
Ten miles west of Salyersville
Spent the night there by the roadside
I hate to see that damn tow bill

Spent the whole damn night there laughin'
Not a worry in the world
Boys, it sure has been a good time
But I can't wait to see my girl

And say I love you
Say I love you
Say I love you, yeah
Baby, I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home, oh

Baby, I'm comin' home
Baby, I'm comin' home
Baby, I'm comin' home



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Gibson
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