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Riley Green

Get Back Home

 

Get Back Home


How's long's it been since you heard Neon Moon
Or danced in a line in a bar in your cowgirl boots?
When's the last time you even wet a line
Or smelled the honeysuckle growing on a vine?
If you can't see the stars from where you're sitting
I'd say something's a-missing

Maybe it's a boy in ball cap, beer in his hand
That you thought you could do without
Sitting on the same porch, strumming the same chords
Bet he's missing you like hell right now
If that grass ain't as green as you thought it was
And the good old boy might be good enough
That's something that you can only get back home
So get back home

Do you shoot whiskey straight every now and then?
When's the last time you stopped to see your momma now?
Do you ever miss the bed of a Chevrolet
Parked in the dark on a riverbank?
Well that boat's still running strong
So baby what the hell are you waiting on?

Maybe it's a boy in ball cap, beer in his hand
That you thought you could do without
Sitting on the same porch, strumming the same chords
Bet he's missing you like hell right now
If that grass ain't as green as you thought it was
And the good old boy might be good enough
That's something that you can only get back home
So get back home
Yeah, get back home

Let's take the left off of the highway
And at the end of a long gravel driveway

There'll be a boy in a ball cap, beer in his hand
That you thought you could do without
Sitting on the same porch, strumming the same chords
Know he's missing you like hell right now
If that grass ain't as green as you thought it was
And the good old boy might be good enough
That's something that you can only get back home
So get back home
Yeah, get back home

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