You were too bad for a little square town, With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground, Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around Before you tore off in his car Here you are running these dirty old streets Tattoo on your neck, fake gold on your teeth Got the hood here snowed, but you can't fool me We both know who you are Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story If you don't ever do anything else for me, Just do this for me brother, Come on home, boy. I was haulin' this hay to Uncle Joe's farm, Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard, Man, it seems we were just catchin' snakes in the barn Now you're caught up in this mess I could use a little help unloading these bales I could keep you pretty busy with a hammer and nails Ain't a glamorous life but it will keep you outta jail, Not worry us all to death Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story If you don't ever do anything else for me, just do this for me brother, Come on home, boy, Come on home, boy You can't hold back the hands of time, Mama's goin' grey, and so is daddy's mind I wish you'd come on back and make it all right Before they're called home, boy Homeboy Come on home, boy Homeboy Come on home, boy.