Going to My Hometown (Live)

Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie

Daddy's in the backyard, "Get a job, son

You know you ought to try"

I packed up my bag, I headed down the road

I got me a job from Henry Ford

But I made a mistake, I moved much too far

And now I know what the lonesome blues are...

I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue

I need someone to talk to

I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue

Let me tell you where I'm going to...

Yes I'm going to my home town

I don't care ever even if I have to walk

Yes I'm going to my home town

I don't care even if I have to walk

I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk

Yes I'm going to my home town

Sorry but I can't take you

Yes I'm going to my home town

Sorry but I can't take you

Only got one ticket, you know I just can't afford two

Take me home

The day I left

You know the rain was pouring down

The day I left

You know the rain was pouring down

I'm going home again baby

I believe the sun's gonna come on out

Let's go home, boy, let's go home

Yes I'm going to my home town

You know baby I gotta go

Going to my home town

You know I just have to go

I really love you, woman

I'll see you in a year, maybe no, maybe yes

Going to my home town

I'm going to my home town

Going to my home town

Going to my home town