Oooooo

Oooooo

OoooooOooooo

One last call and I′m feeling drunk again

Got this old guitar and some skinny cigarettes

Not quite sure just exactly where I am

But tomorrow I'll be home

And it won′t matter where I've been

When the sun comes up in the morning

I'll be well on my way home

Darling now′s the time to dry your eyes

Cause I′ll be holding you in the morning light

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo

These days that I've been gone

Are the longest that I′ve seen

From Austin to LA, and everywhere between

Don't you worry baby I′ll be coming home again

I'll be walking up your road I′ll be holding out my hand

When the sun comes up in the morning

I'll be well on my way home

Darling now's the time to dry your eyes

Cause I′ll be holding you in the morning light

I′ll be holding on to you in the morning light

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo