Home Ground

(albüm: Under The Radar - 1998)

It's steaming
And I'm screaming down
That red hot blacktop
On cruise control
And my tires are tired
But I still got such a
Long way to go... 'till I'm

Coasting back to that west coast
North of movie town
Where my baby's waiting
Holding down that home ground
Holding down that home ground

When it's freezing
So cold in the morning
Ya know I really hate to go
Don't need no stage door jennie, no bad luck penny
Looking for a one night Romeo

Was a time I was crazy
I played a fool... I was a clown
Now I got my baby
Shes a holding down the home ground
Holding down the home ground

This room service lifestyle
It's OK for a while
But a little homecooking would sure bring a smile
There was a caterer in decatur
She once grabbed my eye
But I came to my senses
And passed on the my...my...my...

Now I'm dreaming
Bout that old coast highway
The castles made of stone
And the road through the mountain
That's where I'm counting on makin my turn for home

I'm breaking all the limits
Way past the speed of sound
Getting back with my baby
Shes a holding down the home ground
Holding down the home ground
Holding down the home ground