Home (The Voice Performance)

Rolling down the road, going no where

Guitar packed in the trunk

Somewhere around mile marker 112

Papa started humming the funk

I got this Jones in my bones before we knew

We were singing this melody

Stop the car, pull out the guitar

Halfway to New Orleans

Said, take me home

Take me home

Could feel the sun about to rise

When I realized we had nothing to fear

It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope

Making music that nobody could hear

And then the sun let up and it split the night

Spilling over our jubilee

Ten thousand cars by the side of the road

Grooving far as the eye could see

Said, take me home

Take me home

Said, take me home

Said, take me home

Here we go

Hot damn you should've felt the groove

Like I was swimmin' in a sea of soul (Whoa)

The sun was rising and the day was hot

And we're all about to lose control (Hey)

My Daddy turned his face up toward the sky

And I knew that there was nothing to lose (There was nothing to lose)

I felt the crowd breathe in, and I closed my eyes

And we disappeared into the groove

Said, take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Whoa-oh

Straight from the water

Straight from the water

Straight from the water children

Straight from the water

'Cause you don't know nothing about this

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Just take me home

Home