Going Back Home

Sometimes I wonder, why? d I ever leave home? Sometimes I wonder, why? d I ever leave home? I had a few dollars in my pocket Oh, now that little change is gone I didn? t think a city boy could be so dog-gone mean I didn? t think a city boy could be so dog-gone mean Boy, but this is the meanest place Lord, I? ve ever seen I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day But when I got to work this morning Lord, they packed up and moved away I called my boss, I want to know, can I come back home? Yes, I called my boss, I want to know can I come back home? He said, now you know, I? m sorry, son Boy, you been gone too long Mmm, hmm, when in the world have I loved you Mmm, hmm, when in the world have I wanted you I guess it? s just all wrapped up in a nutshell now Oh, it look like old poor son is used