The Road Home

Full moon risin′ over Atlanta
And I'm fourteen stories high
Lookin′ down on a street full of people
Just like bees in a hive.
Lord, sometimes I feel just like a number
Like somebody lost my name
I just couldn't wait to get here to the city
Now I can't remember why I came.
Chorus:
And the road home keeps on gettin′ longer
Old friends and yesterday′s are further away
And that old home grown felling's gettin′ stronger
Sayin' I′m gonna be a goner if I don't go back someday.
Cattails growin′ down by the river
So crystal clear in my mind
And there's a song that I still remember
Sung by the wind in the pines.
Lord, the people ain't never in a hurry
Ain′t never bothered by time
They just take their troubles and all of their worries
And hang ′em on the end of a fishin' line.
Chorus:
And the road home keeps on gettin′ longer
Old friends and yesterday's are further away
And that old home grown felling′s gettin' stronger
Sayin′ I'm gonna be a goner if I don't go back someday.
--- Instrumental ---
Chorus:
And the road home keeps on gettin′ longer
Old friends and yesterday′s are further away
And that old home grown felling's gettin′ stronger
Sayin' I′m gonna be a goner if I don't go back someday.
Chorus:
And the road home keeps on gettin′ longer
Old friends and yesterday's are further away
And that old home grown felling's gettin′ stronger
Sayin′ I'm gonna be a goner if I don′t go back someday.
Sayin' I′m gonna be a goner if I don't go back someday...