E Night time makes me lonely and lonely makes me sadE First it comes with morning lord i got it badA E I tried and tried but my heart still aches for youB7 E When i aint running, i get the going home bluesE Well driving makes me crazy, crazy makes the tripE When I go home to nothing at all, things begin to slipA E I know i'll dread, those lonely hours i'll spendB7 E Thinking bout when we were more than friendE Well tears fall down with starlight, and i wish it would rainE Waiting for the day to come and i can leave behind my painA E I'm gonna knock the dust off both my walking shoesB7 E And say so long you going home blues
Going Home Blues
Wayne Hancock
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