Wayne Hancock Goin' Home Blues
Night time makes me lonely and lonely makes me sad
First it comes with morning lord i got it bad
I tried and tried but my heart still aches for you
When i aint running, i get the going home blues
Well driving makes me crazy, crazy makes the trip
When I go home to nothing at all, things begin to slip
I know i'll dread, those lonely hours i'll spend
Thinking bout when we were more than friends
Well tears fall down with starlight, and i wish it would
rain
Waiting for the day to go and i can leave behind my pain
I'm gonna knock the dust off both my walking shoes
And say so long you going home blues
