Going Back Home

Sometimes I wonder
Why'd I ever leave home
Sometimes I wonder
Why'd I ever leave home
I had a few dollars in my pocket
Oh, now that little change is gone

I didn't think a city
Boy could be so dog-gone mean
I didn't think a city
Boy could be so dog-gone mean
Boy but this is the meanest place
Lord I've ever seen

I used to have a job
Doing spot labor every day
I used to have a job
Doing spot labor every day
But when I got to work this morning
Lord, they packed up and moved away

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I called my boss
I want to know can I come back home
Yes, I called my boss
I want to know can I come back home
He said now you know I'm sorry son
Boy you been gone too long

Mmm Hmm
When in the world have I loved you
Mmm Hmm
When in the world have I wanted you
I guess it's just all wrapped up in a nutshell now
Oh, it look like old poor Son is used

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