4. BACK HOME
Early in the evening, lost in the dying light
I hear Mother call out to my brother “son you better get back in line”
Old oak trees and busted knees, my how it was so fine
I still remember the warm Decembers on Louisiana Friday nights
Oh, there’s nothing like I felt back home
Oh, Lord I just don’t know
Yea where the time goes
Later in the morning, lost in the warm embrace
Now and then I think back on it and I wish I had more to say
Dancing scenes and chasing dreams, yea when I think of when
I still surrender to that moment of splendor and I wish I had it back again
Oh, there’s nothing like I felt back home
Oh, Lord I just don’t know
Yea where the time goes
I’ve got indecision, but I’ve got a new guitar
I’m still in love with a dark haired girl who doesn’t know she has my heart
Oh, there’s nothing like I felt back home
Oh, Lord I just don’t know
Oh, Lord I just don’t know
Yea where the time goes