If it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord
They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
'Cause every day livin' in this new world
Is one too many days to me
Son, we're on the brink of the next world war
And I don't think nobody's praying no more
And I ain't sayin' I know it for sure
I'm just down on my knees
Begging, Lord, take me home
I just wanna go home
I don't know which road to go
It's been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feeling this way
Cussin' myself every damn day
People have really gone and lost their way
They all just do what the TVs say
And I wanna go home
Seven generations farming the ground
Grandson sells it to a man from out of town
Two weeks later, the trees go down
Only got concrete growing around
And I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I don't know which road to go
It's been so long
I just know I didn't use to wake up feeling this way
Well, cussin' myself every damn day
There's always some kind of bill to pay
People just doing what the rich man say
And I wanna go home
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