Lyrics
Yo I'm on the next train if you're going my way
Been on the West Coast for about six days
And my head's spinnin'
Fast money fast women
I'm tryin' to make it home to where my folks're just livin'
The day to day, and if you're broke it's okay
Come shack up at my crib we'll sip liquor 'til we fade
To a sweet serenade of a Southern Rock tune
We humble in Kentucky ain't no lickin' silver spoons
I hope I get home soon I'll be whistlin' dixie
My moms and my grandma man I bet they miss me
Can't wait to have a conversation with real people
Take me home to my grass roots where we all equal
Take me home to my grass roots
The only place that I can call my own
Take me home to my grass roots
The only place that I don't feel alone
Well it's been a bit too long but I've been doin' my stay
The Golden State and I [? 0:54] our ways
I want my cigarettes cheap and my ladies relaxed
I wanna walk around the streets without no buttons or slacks
I want all them mom's cookin', big smiles, and friendly faces
Down here we all got friends in low places
Sweet smell of home I miss that bluegrass fragrance
And this six hour flight is really testin' my patience
You see I thought I knew the city 'til I left my home
Without a dollar in my pocket and a microphone
A couple fellas from the neighborhood lost in the dream
Fast cars fine women and the crown of a king
So be heard and better yet go out in the street
And get blurred and make love to the finest of free
But now I wish I had a one way ticket to home
I been there I done that an' now I'm ready to go
Well I hope I get home soon I'll be whistlin' dixie
My moms and my grandma man I bet they miss me
Can't wait to have a conversation with real people
Take me home to my grass roots where we all equal
Take me home to my grass roots
The only place that I can call my own
Take me home to my grass roots
The only place that I don't feel alone
Babe I'm on my way, plane is on the runway now
By the end of day, I'll be on Kentucky ground
Feelin' mighty fine, jet lag no sweat best bet
Down here in our neck of woods never scared to get wet
On a humid summer night beer sweat beads
Locusts sound like symphonies a-playin' in the trees
Sittin' there in the lawn chair havin' laughs
Yeah, the beer's cheap but ice cold and we'll make it last
