Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James D Herald
Songwriter
Gilby Clarke
Songwriter
Lyrics
Bags are packed I'm heading home
The Midwest I used to know
Gonna wrangle the crew to see it through
Another long night without a clue
Time just flies on my I didn't miss a thing I'm a lucky guy know matter where Iv been
Give you the boots right off my feet
Just to feel you smile at me
My good luck charm a shot in the arm the stroke of luck I need
It's the company we keep
Green green grass and bright blue skies
They speak to you right in your eyes
Bring you back when you think your cool the only ones that know the real
you
Take a deep long breath soak the good stuff in it's not we're going it's where we've been
Give you the boots right off my feet
just to feel you smile at me
my good luck charm a shot in the arm the stroke of luck I need
It's the company we keep
Racing cars and chasing Tammy McGuire
Smoking weed and dropping LSD
Cutting school not cutting my hair we didn't worry we didn't care
Give you the boots right off my feet
just to feel you smile at me
my good luck charm a shot in the arm the stroke of luck I need
It's the company we keep
Written by: Gilby Clarke, James D Herald
