Lyrics

well i got a lot of friends on the west coast, a lot of good memories, i want you to know that i won't forget, everything you've done for me, but it's been too long, way too long, too long, yeah i'm going home, new york, detroit and chicago, you are somethin' else, treated me just like kinfolks, but i swear i can't help myself, yeah it's been too long, way way too long, too long, yeah i'm going home, well i'm gonna write a letter, gonna send a telegram, tell everybody that's wonderin' boy, he's packin his things right now and i'm goin' home, there'll be pickin', there'll be singin' when i get home, well my heart has done got heavy, gonna load it in my old chevy, and i'm goin' home, when your soul is a-runnin' dry, a country boy can tell, there's only one way to quench your thirst, and that's a-drinkin' at the family well, well it's been too long, yeah way too long, too long, yeah i'm going home, well i need a night or two on the back porch, just there among the stars, gonna free my mind for a little while, of the honky tonks and bars, yeah it's been too long, well way too long, too long, yeah i'm going home, well i'm gonna write a letter, gonna send a telegram, tell everybody that's wonderin' boy, he's packin' his things right now and i'm goin' home, there'll be pickin', there'll be singin' when i get home, well my heart has done got heavy, gonna load it in my old chevy, and i'm goin' home

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Artist: whitley, keith