Paroles de Back where i belong

Darryl Worley

pochette album Back where i belong
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Date de parution : 16/07/2002

Durée : 0:03:19



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There's a little shack tucked back in the timber
It wasn't much back then, but it was home
Sometimes it hurts me to remember
Just how long i've been gone

Oh, how i miss the smell of mama's kitchen
And the way she used to sing those gospel songs
Right now i wish that me and dad were fishin'
So i could tell him, he was right and i was wrong

Big city nights and lights surround me
Feels like a prison to my soul
I can hear a whippoorwill calling me home
Back where i belong

Now all the rockin' chairs are empty
I hate to think how tall the weeds have grown
I'd give back everything the good lord gave me
If i could just go back to where i belong

Big city nights and lights surround me
Feels like a prison to my soul
I can hear a whippoorwill calling me home
Back where i belong, back where i belong

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