Текст песни Darryl Worley - Back Where I Belong
Darryl Worley - Back Where I Belong слова песни
(Darryl Worley/Steve Leslie/Randy Hardison)There`s a little shack tucked back in the timberIt wasn`t much back then but it was homeSometimes it hurts me to rememberJust how long I`ve been goneOh how I miss the smell of mama`s kitchenAnd the way she used to sing those gospel songsRight now I wish that me and dad were fishin`So I could tell him, he was right, and I was wrongBig city nights and lights surround meFeels like a prison to my soulI can hear a whippoorwill calling me homeBack where I belongNow all the rockin` chairs are emptyI hate to think how tall the weeds have grownI`d give back everything the good Lord gave meIf I could just go back to where I belongBig city nights and lights surround meFeels like a prison to my soulI can hear a whippoorwill calling me homeBack where I belongBack where I belong