Comin' Home
I grow tired of the folks in this town
And my back and shoulders ache from sleepin' on the ground
Well bein' in a car ain't the best
thing but it gets me where I'm goin'
Helps me just knowin', that I'm on my way back home
And it's a three hour drive from where I am to where I want to be
And I got nothin' but this stretch of road between my love and me
Drinkin' coffee, smokin' cigarettes, tryin' to stay awake
If you happen to see my baby tell her I'm on my way
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
From the rollin' hills of Austin
To the place where I belong
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
Well bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
Yeah the lonesome sound of my wheels is spinnin'
Becomes hypnotizin' the longer that I'm movin' along
But I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world
I'm headed back to Houston headed back to see my little girl
When 71 cuts over to interstate 10
You know you're headed east and back on track to your home again
I got Lefty, Willie, Hank, and Townes to keep me company
I'm a-headed back to Houston headed back to see baby
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
From those rollin' hills of Austin
To the place where I belong
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
Well bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
I said bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
And my back and shoulders ache from sleepin' on the ground
Well bein' in a car ain't the best
thing but it gets me where I'm goin'
Helps me just knowin', that I'm on my way back home
And it's a three hour drive from where I am to where I want to be
And I got nothin' but this stretch of road between my love and me
Drinkin' coffee, smokin' cigarettes, tryin' to stay awake
If you happen to see my baby tell her I'm on my way
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
From the rollin' hills of Austin
To the place where I belong
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
Well bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
Yeah the lonesome sound of my wheels is spinnin'
Becomes hypnotizin' the longer that I'm movin' along
But I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world
I'm headed back to Houston headed back to see my little girl
When 71 cuts over to interstate 10
You know you're headed east and back on track to your home again
I got Lefty, Willie, Hank, and Townes to keep me company
I'm a-headed back to Houston headed back to see baby
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
From those rollin' hills of Austin
To the place where I belong
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home
Well bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
I said bein' gone's just fine honey
But I love comin' home
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Writer(s): Robert Ellis
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