Music Video
Music Video
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Michael Oneal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Oneal
Songwriter
Lyrics
Well, the road is hard, and the driving's long
It's always four in the morning, I'm tryna make it back home
Fort Worth was tough, I can't say we knocked them dead
Now, the crowd didn't dig it much, I don't think they heard a word I said
And now the wheels are rolling and I always got a whine
My mind's drawn blanks, with every chopped up white line
And my heart is a break and my whole body hurts
We stop and stretch our legs, man, but it never really works
Hey, baby, it's me, and I'm comin' home
Kiss my boy on his head, tell him that his old man won't be long
And now I'm shakin' my head, I'm rollin' through another town
We got the lights on bright this time, and got the hammer down
And will it ever get easy? Who's gonna watch my back?
I don't wanna leave a dream, I'm chasin' high center in the middle of the tracks
'Cause I'm goin' broke, I'm payin' all these dues
They only sole I got left. they tell me that I'm wearin' on the bottom of my shoe
But hey, baby, it's me and I'm coming home
Kiss my boy on his head, tell him that his old man won't be long
Well, the road is hard, and the driving's long
It's always four in the morning, I'm tryna make it back home
And will it ever get easy? Who's gonna watch my back?
And I don't want to leave a dream I'm chasing just because they won't spin my track
Written by: Michael Oneal


