Текст песни Travis Tritt - The Road Home
Travis Tritt - The Road Home слова песни
(Stewart Harris/Jim McBride)Full moon risin` over AtlantaAnd I`m fourteen stories highLookin` down on a street full of peopleJust like bees in a hiveLord sometimes I feel like a numberLike somebody lost my nameI just couldn`t wait to get here to the cityNow I can`t remember why I cameAnd the road home keeps on gettin` longerOld friends and yesterdays are further awayAnd that old home grown feelin`s gettin` strongerSayin` I`m gonna be a goner if I don`t go back someday.Cattails growin` down by the riverSo crystal clear in my mindAnd there`s a song that I still rememberSung by the wind in the pinesLord the people ain`t never in a hurryAin`t never bothered by timeThey just take their troubles and all of their worriesAnd hang `em on the end of a fishin` lineAnd the road home keeps on gettin` longerOld friends and yesterdays are further awayAnd that old home grown feelin`s gettin` strongerSayin` I`m gonna be a goner if I don`t go back someday.And the road home keeps on gettin` longerOld friends and yesterdays are further awayAnd that old home grown feelin`s gettin` strongerSayin` I`m gonna be a goner if I don`t go back someday.And the road home keeps on gettin` longerOld friends and yesterdays are further awayAnd that old home grown feelin`s gettin` strongerSayin` I`m gonna be a goner if I don`t go back someday.Sayin` I`m gonna be a goner if I don`t go back someday