500 Miles Away From Home

(álbum: Jerry Reed - 1972)

Now y'all don't jump in till I tell ya to fellas
You ready cause I'm gonna claw a while
Now get ready to hit that chord right now
That's good yes alright

Teardrops fell on my mama's note when I read the words she wrote
She said we miss you son we love you come on home
Well I didn't have to pack I was wearing it on my back
And I'm five hundred miles away from home
Feeling dirty

Away from home away from home cold and tired and all alone
Well I'm five hundred miles away from home

Yeah pick it boy

Do it again
Watch me ah yeah can't get enough ha ha

I can't remember when I ate I just thumb and walk and wait
I'm still five hundred miles away from home
If my luck had been just right I'da be with them all tonight
But I'm five hundred miles away from home
With my guitar alright

Away from home away from home...
I'm coming home mama yeah