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a look back on my life
Acoustic - Folk
Previous peak charts position #1,081
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #89
Gary Teed
2005
July 19, 2007
MP3 4.2 MB
128 kbps bitrate
4:34 minutes
Story behind the song
This is a look back on my life with a little poetic justice thrown in
Lyrics
Back Home Standing on a roadside Put my thumb up, hitch a ride I'm tryin' to make my way back home. You been on my mind For a very long time A place I left so long ago. With a guitar in my hand I wanna be a guitar man Headin' down the road for a place to play... With the songs I write Gonna play into the night Sometimes until the break of day. (chorus) I'm tryin' to make my way back home (tryin' to make my way back home) I'm cold and tired and so alone. (Oh, I'm feelin' so alone)) I'm tryin' to make my way back home. (Man, I wanna go back home) Lord, I hate to be alone. I still recall that day I packed up and ran away From family fights and words in flames Back then I couldn't see clear Thru fog of death, and the hate and fear There was so much turmoil in my life Mom up and passed away She didn't get to hear me play Dad wasn't the same after losing his wife. I never got to know the man Did I do enough?, I turned and ran Not even stopping or turn to look twice (chorus) I'm tryin' to make my way back home (tryin' to make my way back home) I'm cold and tired and so alone. (Oh, I'm feelin' so alone)) I'm tryin' to make my way back home. (Man, I wanna go back home) Lord, I hate to be alone. (bridge) But the place I really long to play Is at the end of that long dirt driveway. With the smell of fresh mown hay as my incense. On a hot and lazy day We're wastin' time away Just me and my guitar along the fence Standing on a roadside Put my thumb up, hitch a ride I'm tryin' to make my way back home. You been on my mind For a very long time A place I left so long ago. With a guitar in my hand I wanna be a guitar man Headin' down the road for a place to play... (Plan on playin' every day....) With the songs I write Gonna play into the night Sometimes until the break of day. (chorus) I'm tryin' to make my way back home (tryin' to make my way back home) I'm cold and tired and so alone. (Oh, I'm feelin' so alone)) I'm tryin' to make my way back home. (Man, I wanna go back home) Lord, I hate to be alone. (end)
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