Lyrics:

Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie
Daddy's in the backyard, 'Get a job, son
You know you ought to try'
I packed up my bag, I headed down the road
I got me a job from Henry Ford
But I made a mistake, I moved much too far
And now I know what the lonesome blues are...
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue
I need someone to talk to
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue
Let me tell you where I'm going to...
Yes I'm going to my home town
I don't care ever even if I have to walk
Yes I'm going to my home town
I don't care even if I have to walk
I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk
Yes I'm going to my home town
Sorry but I can't take you
Yes I'm going to my home town
Sorry but I can't take you
Only got one ticket, you know I just can't afford two
Take me home

The day I left
You know the rain was pouring down
The day I left
You know the rain was pouring down
I'm going home again baby
I believe the sun's gonna come on out
Let's go home, boy, let's go home
Yes I'm going to my home town
You know baby I gotta go
Going to my home town
You know I just have to go
I really love you, woman
I'll see you in a year, maybe no, maybe yes
Going to my home town
I'm going to my home town
Going to my home town
Going to my home town