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...