Texty

I've got these letters tattooed on my arm that remind me each second Of where I come from and the long hard road to guide me back home Back to my momma who raised me up right And back to my lady I held every night, it's a long hard road, trying to get home I've been gone now, for too long I'm not trying to stop a hurricane I'm not trying to shake the ground below I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm not trying to part the ocean waves I'm not trying to overthrow the throne I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm just trying to get home I've got this image engraved in my mind of a life that I had In a whole different time It still breathes and lives at the end of the road I've seen mountains and valleys through my missing days But I never once parted with how you begged me to stay I will run down that long hard and treacherous road to get home I'm not trying to stop a hurricane I'm not trying to shake the ground below I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm not trying to part the ocean waves I'm not trying to overthrow the throne I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm just trying to get home I've been gone for so long but my heart it carries on As it pounds like a drum on my journey back home I've been gone for so long but my heart it carries on I won't give up I'm not trying to stop a hurricane I'm not trying to shake the ground below I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm not trying to part the ocean waves I'm not trying to overthrow the throne I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm just trying to get home I'm just trying to get home
Writer(s): Zachary Barnett, Aaron Accetta, David Rublin, Matthew Sanchez, James Shelley, Shep Goodman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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