Down home tune featuring acoustic slide and great lyrics.
Story based on a friend that has seen a lot of bad luck. Wars, Whiskey and Women seem to be a staple of his life...
I hear the freight train a blowin' through an early morning rain...
I see the street signs flashin' and feel an old familiar pain...
I'm headed outta Reno, I won't be back again...
Time after time it seems I ain't ever gonna win...
And I'm Goin' Home...
I'm goin' home...
All alone...I'm Going Home...
I'm Goin' Home...
I've criss-crossed this country, and half of Vietnam...
I fought in the desert against a man they called Saddam...
I married me a woman, and took her back to Alabam...
Now she's in Houston with no ring upon her hand...
And I'm Goin' Home...
I'm Going Home...
All alone...Goin' Home...
I'm Goin' Home...
Home.....
Now its times like this, man it feels I'm cut right to the bone...
I'm hangin' on to these two wheels...And I'm Goin' Home...
I'm Goin' Home....
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