And by the time that she gets home She'll realize that I am gone I'll be sitting in a back bar drinkin' Drinking to my friends And drinking to my foes For both keep a young heart moving It's good to be on the trail From where my heart set sail Puttin' anchor down For friends and good beer So I'll have another one Then I'll be moving on It's good to be on the road back home again, again It's good to be on the road back home again And by the time that he arrives He will read, I have lied He'll go drinking to his friends and to his foes But drinking in the devil That tears one apart, leaving Memories of what should have been and wasn't Son, petit business In Tokyo town Italy for the apples To where my heart is now Now it's giddy up or whoa And I'm afraid it's good to be back on the road home It's good to be on the road back home again, again It's good to be on the road back home again I swear I meant to leave Chattanooga, but But I had another one And I realized what I'd gone I need to be on the first bus back Into her arms It's good to be on the road back home Too many nights In dirty London town Italy for the apples To where my heart is now For I've lost myself, searchin' For what I ain't It's good to be on the road back home again, again It's good to be on the road back home again Leave Chattanooga Walk in to New York City Aeroplane down to Nippon ground Meets some friends in Tokyo town Across to West Malva Showboat to West Malay Leave my foes to their woes Sometimes that's how it goes It's good to be on the road back home again, again It's good to be on the road back home again © UNIVERSAL/MOMENTUM MUSIC 2 LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com