Tyler Childers – Going Home lyrics

Police are piddlin'
Pullin' people over for nothin' but a borin' night
With nothin' to do
And my eyes are wide
And my hands are kinda shakin' for some trouble that I got in to
And my tags are overdue

But buddy I'm goin' home right now

There's tolls both ways
And I'm the only person who came to watch me play last night
I got a cut of the door
It's about this time
I start recallin' how my mother said I didn't wanna be an artist
'Cause artist's are poor

But buddy I'm goin' home right now

I got enough gas
Just to get me back
And I know that she's patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy
Every time she crosses my mind
My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy

So buddy I'm goin' home right now

This here's a picture
From ??? reunion, she's wearin' my favorite dress
It makes me a mess
And it's hard on the road
When every mile I'm drivin' she's starin' at me from the dash
In my favorite dress

So buddy I'm goin' home right now

I got enough gas
Just to get me back
And I know that she's patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy
Every time she crosses my mind
My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy

So buddy I'm goin' home right now