Lyric provided by www.seekalyric.com |
I've been from Boston to L.A. Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay I've been to New York City and Washington Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island. I've worked in three all night service stations And I drove a truck Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more. I slept all night in a water trough Had the flu, and the crupe and the hooping cough I've had the mumps and the measles and the seven year itch And I can't count the times that I've had a cold, sore throat. Much less all the times that I cut my finger on a sardine can. Chorus: I can see 'em all now as they gather round Mamas supper table when the sun goes down And my good ole pappy when the blessings said Filling up his plate with black eyed peas, side of meat And a big old hunk of my loving mothers hot buttered cornbread. Chorus: I can see 'em all now as they gather round Mamas supper table when the sun goes down And my good ole pappy when the blessings said Filling up his plate with black eyed peas, side of meat And a big old hunk of my loving mothers hot buttered cornbread... |