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Goin' Home Lyrics

I'm goin' home, to see my kin
I'm gonna tell my little cousin just where I been

Well, the trouble with livin' is you gotta get'r done
Keep on a sinnin' and you're always on the run
Making lots of trouble keep 'em hanging on the line
If you ever stop a moving then they'll hang you out to dry, yeah

Well, used to waste my time breaking rocks up on the hill
Till I got a little anxious and the warden got killed
People take it bad when they find out where I been
They take it even harder when they found out what I done, yeah

I'm goin' home, to see my kin
I'm gonna tell my little sister just where I been

Well, I never want to say I've been having no fun
Knocking on the door with your big shotgun
Driving all night to a greasy little town
Where I'm sure to get my fill of the troubel going 'round, yeah

And I'm sleeping on the highway with a loaded .44
Get up in the morning put the pedal to the floor
If the police ever come to the river so wide
You know they won't get me 'cause on I'm the other side, yeah

I'm goin' home, Lord, to see my kin
You know I'll never tell my sweet little mother just where I been

Well, the trouble with livin' is you gotta get'r done
Keep on a sinnin' and you're always on the run
Making lots of trouble keep 'em hanging on the line
If you ever stop a moving then they'll hang you out to dry, yeah

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