Well, if it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord<br />They'd have me strung up in the psych ward<br />'Cause every day livin' in this new world<br />Is one too many days to me<br /><br />Son, we're on the brink of the next world war<br />And I don't think nobody's prayin' no more<br />And I ain't sayin I know it for sure<br />I'm just down on my knees<br /><br />Beggin', Lord, take me home<br />I wanna go home<br />I don't know which road to go<br />It's been so long<br />I just know I didn't used to wake up feelin' this way<br />Cussin' myself every damn day<br />There's always some kind of bill to pay<br />People just doin' what the rich men say<br />I wanna go home<br /><br />Now four generations farmin' the ground<br />Grandson sells it to a man out of town<br />And two weeks later the trees go down<br />Only got concrete growin' around<br /><br />And I wanna go home<br />I wanna go home<br />I don't know which road to go<br />It's been so long<br />I just know I didn't used to wake up feelin' this way<br />Cussin' myself every damn day<br />People have really gone and lost their way<br />They all just do what the TV say<br />I wanna go home<br /><br />If it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord<br />They'd have me strung up in the psych ward
