(Tyler/Whitford)
oo oo
I'm dreaming tonight
I'm leaving back home
Right
Yeah-y-y-yeah
TAKE ME BACK TO A SOUTH TALLAHASSEE
DOWN 'CROSS THE BRIDGE TO MY SWEET SASSAFRASSY
CAN'T STAND UP ON MY FEET IN THE CITY
GOTTA GET BACK TO THE REAL NITTY-GRITTY
YES SIR NO SIR DON'T COME CLOSE
TO MY HOME SWEET HOME
CAN'T CATCH NO DOSE
OF MY HOT TAIL POONTANG SWEATHEART
SWEAT IF IT MAKES A SILK PURSE
FROM A J. PAUL GEDDY'S EAR
WITH A FACE IN A BEER
HOME SWEET MOME
GET OUT IN THE FIELD PUT THE MULE IN THE STABLE
MA SHE'S A COOKIN' PUT THE EATS ON THE TABLE
HATE'S IN THE CITY AND MY LOVE'S IN THE MEADOW
HANDS ON MY PLOW AND MY FEETS IN THE GHETTO
STAND UP SIT DOWN DON'T DO NOTHIN'
IT AIN'T NO GOOD WHEN BOSS MAN'S STUFFIN' IT
DOWN THEIR THROATS FOR PAPER NOTES
AN' THEIR BABIES CRY WHILE CITIES LIE AT THE FEET
WHEN YOU'RE ROCKIN' THE STREET
HOME SWEET HOME
MAMMA TAKE ME HOME SWEET HOME
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST