Lyric Working On The Road

I ve been working on the road about fifteen years
Been blowing my mind, I ve been blasting my ears
Don t you know, babe?
I ve been sleeping all day and working all night
I made a lot of money, but it don t feel right
Don t you know, babe?

Well, I ve seen the world and it s seen me
In a strange kind of way I guess I m free
Don t you know, babe?
Well, I ve seen it bad and I ve seen it good
But, now, I want to clear my blood
Don t you know, babe?


I ve got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own


Well, I tried to live the way I should
I ve shed some tears and sweated blood
Don t you know, babe?
And I think it s time I took a break
Cause I have took all I can take
Don t you know, babe?


I ve got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own
Take me home, babe