Gasoline Alley [1982 Live Version]

Think I know now what's making me sad
Yearnin' for my own backyard
Realize maybe I was wrong to leave
Swallow up my silly country pride

Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
Wind don't whistle 'round my knees
Put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train
Home before the milk's upon the door

Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Going home, running home
Down to the Alley where I was born



Credits
Writer(s): Rod Stewart, Ronald Wood
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