Lyrics:

1985 album Greatest Hits Vol 2
Writers: Dennis Morgan, Mike Reid, Don Pfrimmer

Crack of dawn, I hit the road
Set my shoulders for the heavy load
Coffee leaking through the paper sack
The foreman says I'm late again
He can't stand it when I only grin
He's got me eight hours, she's got me after that
I can't wait 'til it's quittin' time
She got something cookin' for me tonight

She keeps the homefires burning
While I'm out earning a living in a world
That's known for its pouring rain
She keeps the homefires burning
Ooh, and it's her warm loving
That keeps me returning again and again

Out of gas, just my luck
Four bald tires on my pickup truck
No more credit on my credit card
When I come home and hit that door,
I remember what these aching arms are for
She's my one light when the world goes dark
Tomorrow, it's the same old grind,
But she'll be burning in my mind

She keeps the homefires burning
While I'm out earning a living in a world
That's known for its pouring rain
She keeps the homefires burning
Ooh and it's her warm loving that keeps me returning again
She keeps the homefires burning
Ooh and it's her warm loving that keeps me returning again

She keeps the homefires burning
Ooh and it's her warm loving that keeps me returning again
While I'm out earning a living in a world
That's known for its pouring rain

She keeps the homefires burning
While I'm out earning a living in a world
That's known for its pouring rain...