Lyrics:

Oh, I knew it along
I'd have to come back home
'Cause this livin' on the road
Only makes me tired and sore
Like a bird without a nest
And a stranger in the night
Oh, my soul cries out for rest
And the end is not in sight
Tastes like sweet magnolia wine
Honey, dripping from your mouth
And that little girl of mine
She's the finest in the South
Oh, the days are getting longer
And the nights are getting colder
I just want to come back home
Lay my head on your shoulder
Oh, I knew it along
I'd have to come back home
'Cause livin' on the road
Only makes me tired and sore
Like a bird without a nest
And a stranger in the night
Oh, my soul cries out for rest
And the end is not in sight
Yeah, my soul cries out for rest
And the end is not in sight
Oh, oh, not in sight
Yeah, yeah, not in sight
Oh-oh-oh-ohh