When the Sun Goes Down Tomorrow

(Dolly Parton)



Waitin' for a ride by the edge of the road

With a brown paper bag that hold smy clothes

Tonight I'm a goin' home where I belong

Good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise

And if my luck holds out and I catch a ride

When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home.



I'm a goin' back to the people I love back to the place that I dreram of

It's true that there's no place like home sweet home

The one I want to see the most is the one that begged me not to go

When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home.



--- Instrumental ---



This big city ain't no kind of place for a country girl with a friendly face

When you smile people look at you funny they take it wrong

They laugh at my talking and the clothes I wear

They put me down and they call me square

When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home.



I'm a goin' back to the people I love back to the place that I dreram of

It's true that there's no place like home sweet home

The one I want to see the most is the one that begged me not to go

When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home.



Yeah, I'm a goin' back to the people I love back to the place that I dreram of

It's true that there's no place like home sweet home

The one I want to see the most is the one that begged me not to go

When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home.



When the sun goes down tomorrow I should be home...