Man we had our time And you were always the ambitious kind The way you planned your life Was more or less a winner's state of mind Working day and night there had to be a reason You said dreamhome Just wait till I am old enough Dreamhome Just wait till I get strong enough Fool enough Rich enough To let go Spending all your time To be just who you wish to be And all is pushed aside You don't see who you really are to me Working day and night there had to be a reason You said dreamhome Just wait till I am old enough Dreamhome Just wait till I get strong enough Fool enough Rich enough To let go And then one day she's gone There's no one coming home tonight You aren't even sure how long ago it was You saw her in daylight Now a lost chance You think you're losing grip On making plans after all But you know some people never learn They end up in an empty dream Dream on Just wait till I am old enough Dreamhome Just wait till I get strong enough Fool enough Rich enough To let go

Shine lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere I can't shake this charade The city's cold blood calls it home Home it's what I long for Back home where I belong The city it calls to me Decadent scenes from my memory Sorrow, eternity My demons are coming to drown me Help I'm falling, I'm crawling I can't keep away from its clutch Can't have it, this habit It's calling me back to my home I remember the first time she came to me She poured out her soul all night and cried I remember I was told there's a new love that's born For each one that has died I never thought that I could carry on with this life But I can't resist myself No matter how hard I try Living their other life Is getting them nowhere I'll make her my wife Her sweet temptation calls me home Home, it's what I long for My home where she belongs Her ecstasy means so much to me Even deceiving my own blood Victoria watches and thoughtfully smiles She's taking me to my home Help, he's my brother, but I love her I can't keep away from her touch Deception, dishonor It's calling me back to my home Her story, it holds the key Unlocking dreams from my memory Solving this mystery Is everything that is a part of me Help regression, obsession Can't keep away from her clutch Leave no doubt, to find out It's calling me back to my home

In Biloxi Mississippi on a street called Waterloo At the roadhouse where the highway Doe's a little number there with a 42 On a chasin' for some lovin' On a humid afternoon She's delightedhe's a quitter He probably never will deliver So she leaves him with his rock 'n' roll tunes But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO On the blue team in Virginia Another weekend maneuver On a weekend with per diem A lot of work there for democracy There's a governor from assembly Reciting good poems from his memory And all of his money in his money jar He traded for one muscle car But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO In Malibu California There's a surfer do you remember He used to ride the big kahuna With Robin and Finesse They used to call him super hooter He used to rock there to wooly bully He's the one you can see him on the beach They call him old man Checking out the girls and their cars But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO Hahaha My GTO ... (David Munyon)

I was born in a dump My mother died My daddy got drunk They Left me here To die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road I Grew up in a rusty shack All I ever owned babe Was hangin' on my back Lord above know How much I loathe This mean ol' place called Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road But it's home yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout that road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) But it's home mmm The only life this boy has ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road) And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road) With the help (Road, Road, Road) And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road) I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road) And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road) And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road) Start all over again (Road, Road, Road) And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road) I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road Tobacco Road You're dirty and you're filthy But I love you Cause you're my home, baby You are my home The only life I've ever known You are my home You are my home Yes, you're my home Ya hear me, you're my home You're my home Yes it's home, yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road)

Nobody ever held a gun to my head When you and I jumped into bed I was not forced to kneel and pray To worship at the temple between your legs Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I left you baby twenty times before Now I'm back scratchin' at your back door Look watcha done to the man don'tcha realize Ooh child got my nose open wide Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you... Lord have mercy on my soul Your tongue in my mouth makes my blood run cold Lord have mercy on me please I'm infected with this ol' heart disease Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones (Jimmy Wood / J.J. Holliday)

Oh, I was born in a dump My mama died, daddy got drunk He left me here to die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road I grew up in a rusty shack And all I owned was hangin' on my back The Lord knows how I loathe This place called, Tobacco Road But it's home, it's really my home The only life I'll ever know But the Lord knows I loathe Tobacco Road I'm gonna leave and get a job With the help and the grace of God I save my money, get rich I know Bring it back to Tobacco Road Well, well, well Gonna bring me some dynamite, gonna bring me a crane Got to blow you up, got to tear you down, start all over again I'll rebuild the town, I'll be proud to show And keep the name of Tobacco Road But it's home, it's home The only life that I've ever known I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Say you're dirty and filthy I despise, I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, road Talkin' about a dirty, funky, filthy low down place Tobacco Road, well, you're so dirty and filthy