Long Time Gone

Out on the lonesome highway

Suitcase and a old guitar

Just outside Oklahoma City

Place called Johnny's Roadside Bar

Having fun, son of a gun

I ain't fit to be tied

I'm on my way back to Georgia

Won't you give me a ride?

Sometimes it ain't easy

When you don't have much to spare

Traveling light, Lord, counting on my fifth

But the little bit here and there

She's got the prettiest big brown eyes

When she's satisfied

I'm on my way back to Georgia, boys

Won't you give me a ride?

I'm a long time gone

On my way back home, Lord

Long time gone from here

I'm a long time gone

On my way back home, Lord

Long time gone from here

I'm a long time gone

On my way back home, Lord

Long time gone from here