Lyrics
Guitar sing through the dead of night
Sings the blues, sounds so right
Makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man
A native son in a foreign land
The boy is homesick
He's homesick for days bygone
Homesick for homesick home
Where were you in '69?
Smoking dope and drinking wine
Just an outlaw, yeah
Distant drums beat an old refrain
Chase the beat and the pain
Like a buzz saw
In the darkness, down a hall
Black-light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday
Hazy dreams of Monterey
Or Woodstock
He's homesick for days gone by
Homesick to the Kansas sky
Excuse me
Lord, don't you know the boy is homesick?
Yeah, listen to him
Listen to him
Oh, don't you know the boy is homesick?
Guitar sing through the dead of night
Sings the blues, sounds so right
Makes you homesick, yes it does
Listen close to the guitar man
A native son in a foreign land
The boy is homesick
He's homesick for days bygone
Homesick for homesick home, yeah
Lord, don't you know the boy is homesick?
Yeah, listen to him
Listen to him
Oh, won't you listen to him? Yeah
Thank you, woo
Tell you what
Most times when I play that song on the road, I am homesick
But I don't feel that way right now
You're hot too, brother
