I Want To Go Home - live
If it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord
They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
'Cause everyday livin' in this new world
One too many days to me
Son, we're on the brink of the next World War
And I don't think nobody's prayin' no more
And I ain't sayin' I know it for sure
I'm just down on my knees
Begging, Lord, take me home
I wanna go home
And I don't know which road to go
Been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feelin' this way
Cussin' myself every damn day
There's always some kind of bill to pay
People just doin' what the rich men say
I wanna go home
Now, for generations farmin' the ground
Grandson sells it to a man, out of town
And two weeks later, the trees go down
Only got concrete growing around
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I don't know which road to go
It's been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feelin' this way
Cussin' myself every damn day
People have really gone and lost their way
They all just do what the TV say
I wanna go home
If it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord
They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
'Cause everyday livin' in this new world
One too many days to me
Son, we're on the brink of the next World War
And I don't think nobody's prayin' no more
And I ain't sayin' I know it for sure
I'm just down on my knees
Begging, Lord, take me home
I wanna go home
And I don't know which road to go
Been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feelin' this way
Cussin' myself every damn day
There's always some kind of bill to pay
People just doin' what the rich men say
I wanna go home
Now, for generations farmin' the ground
Grandson sells it to a man, out of town
And two weeks later, the trees go down
Only got concrete growing around
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I don't know which road to go
It's been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feelin' this way
Cussin' myself every damn day
People have really gone and lost their way
They all just do what the TV say
I wanna go home
If it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord
They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
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Writer(s): Christopher Anthony Lunsford
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