Lyric The Road Home

Full moon risin over Atlanta
And I m fourteen stories high
Lookin down on a street full of people
Just like bees in a hive

Lord sometimes I feel just like a number
Like somebody lost my name
I just couldn t wait to get here to the city
Now I can t remember why I came

Chorus:

And the road home keeps on gettin longer
Old friends and yesterday s are further away
And that old home grown felling s gettin stronger
Sayin I m gonna be a goner if I don t go back someday

Cattails growin down by the river
So crystal clear in my mind
And there s a song that I still remember
Sung by the wind in the pines

Lord the people ain t never in a hurry
Ain t never bothered by time
They just take their troubles and all of their worries
And hang em on the end of a fishin line

Chorus (times three)

Sayin I m gonna be a goner if I don t go back someday