Back Home Again

I hit the road wide open at 17
 Mama cried herself to sleep
 Lost a dad I'd never seen
 Took all my childhood friends
 Guitar, and a dream
 Some say I got it bad
 I say I've got the cream
 No, no, no
 I roll into town, and I'm spinnin' my wheels to black
 Go, go, go
 I hit the stage, and you make me feel like I'm back
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home
 I worked from nine to five at 22
 Felt good to stay alive
 Good times were far and few
 Trustin' my hopes and dreams
 With someone who said they knew
 Just how to make ends meet
 They haven't got a clue
 No, no, no
 I rolled into town, and I'm spinnin' my wheels to black
 Go, go, go
 I hit the stage, and you make me feel like I'm back
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home
 Take me back
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 I'm back
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home again
 I'm back
 Back home