I'm getting mighty tired of Southern Comfort, Of things that take the appetite from life. Sometimes at night I seem to hear a voice say: „Go North'! I guess I've had my fill of Southern Comfort; I can hear the highway calling me to roam; And all the time the voices keep on singing: „Go home'!
Go home get back go north my friend And see the world before it ends Go home get back go north and send a message to your love. She's like a cool oasis in the desert; I close my eyes she's all around and I know, that she's the place they're telling me to go to, go home.
The road ahead's becoming somewhat clearer With lights appearing all along the way; The lion leads the scorpion much nearer to home,
Take me home Go home get back Go north my friend And see the world before it ends Go home get back go north and send a message to your love
Oh take me home Take me home get back go north and send a message to your love Go home get back go north and send a message to your love Go home get back go north and send a message to your love