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I dreamed I was a bottle of bourbon Trapped in a burning down house Then I heard you screamin' in the other room Tryin' to catch that roustabout Breakin' lamps and tippin' over tables Rubbin' your big knees to the bone I heard an ashtray fly when he said goodbye I was adreamin' I was still at home So I jumped a couple trucks goin' southbound Tucked the money in the toe of my boot Left my bills in the bottom of the chimney and made Off with my best friend's suit Flyin' on down the two-lane, sittin' in the free man's zone And then another Peterbilt turned over It wasn't traffic it was just like home Shotgun sleepin' and breakdown, in a ditch by the side of the road Law man pullin' up from behind so he can keep it feelin' just like home Finally down to Louisiana with the sweat rollin' off my head I saw two women dancin' on the table tops and another dancin' on my bed The room service tastes like cigarettes so I jump right back on the phone They said, "The woman you with is late for work" I said, "God dammit this is just like home" It was just like home Head on out California way Stop and take a few jobs to go I like to quit right after first payday Before my footsteps get too slow And as I'm leavin' town I hit my best girl's house And hit 'er up for a travelin' loan They just roll their eyes and peel me off a few fives Slam the door baby like home Just like home Movie stars and drag queens are draggin' me to the poor farm I guess you better go now and leave me alone so we Can keep it feelin' just like home Now I kick back east from LA to catch the strangers' blues at home In two dozen hours I'll be pushin' up flowers after I walk back through that door It's good to be home Just like home
Writer(s): Timothy E Easton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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