I will make my home here Know I was fine before, fine before, fine before My feet ever slow The age that takes me I'll slip out to the mountains Where nobody knows me Do you ever listen Did you know that We could make sounds?

She's not cryin' anymore There's a smile upon her face A new love takes my place She used to cry when I'd come home late She couldn't buy the lies I told All she wanted was to be needed Someone that she could call her own The love I know I took for

Walk me home in the dead of night So say you'll stay with me tonight I can't be alone with all that's on my mind, mhm 'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh There's something in the way you roll your eyes Takes me back to a

You only know how to fly And I've made the same mistakes But I won't this time No I won't this time You're a pretty butterfly You keep on passing by You never land inside my hands Your home is in the sky And there's a lesson waiting to be learned

She knows the high stakes Room to make her big mistakes She needs new faces She knows the highest stakes She needs wide open spaces Who doesn't know what I'm talking about Who's never left home, who's never struck out To find a dream and a life of their

We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Roll out, straight to the ATL Coming from the

There's a road that takes me home Take me fast or take me slow Throw my head out the window Feel the wind, make me whole Write my name up in the sky As we contemplate goodbye I don't know, we don't know, where we go I know, I know Got a hole in my head

I will make my home here Know I was fine before, fine before, fine before My feet ever slow The age that takes me I'll slip out to the mountains Where nobody knows me Do you ever listen Did you know that We could make sounds?

Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

It's the simple things in life Like the kids at home and a loving wife That you miss the most when you lose control Everything you love starts to disappear The devil takes your hand and says, no fear Have another shot, just one more beer I've been there,