Going Back Home

Sometimes I wonder, why? d I ever leave home?
 Sometimes I wonder, why? d I ever leave home?
 I had a few dollars in my pocket
 Oh, now that little change is gone
 I didn? t think a city boy could be so dog-gone mean
 I didn? t think a city boy could be so dog-gone mean
 Boy, but this is the meanest place
 Lord, I? ve ever seen
 I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day
 I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day
 But when I got to work this morning
 Lord, they packed up and moved away
 I called my boss, I want to know, can I come back home?
 Yes, I called my boss, I want to know can I come back home?
 He said, now you know, I? m sorry, son
 Boy, you been gone too long
 Mmm, hmm, when in the world have I loved you
 Mmm, hmm, when in the world have I wanted you
 I guess it? s just all wrapped up in a nutshell now
 Oh, it look like old poor son is used