Yes, I knew it along,
I'd have to come back home.
'Cause this livin' on the road
only makes me tired and sore.

Like a bird without a nest
like a stranger in the night,
and my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

Tastes like sweet magnolia wine,
honey, dripping from your mouth.
And that sweet little girl of mine,
she's the finest in the South.

Now the days are getting longer
the nights are getting colder.
I just want to come back home,
lay my head on your shoulder.

Yes, I knew it along,
I'd have to come back home.
'Cause this livin' on the road
only makes me tired and sore.

Like a bird without a nest
like a stranger in the night,
and my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

And my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

And my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

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