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Waiting for a ride by the edge of the road
With a brown paper bag that holds my clothes
Tonight I'ma-goin' home where I belong
Good lord willin' and the creek don't rise
And if my luck holds out, and I catch a ride
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
I'ma-goin' back to the people I love
Back to the place that I dream of
It's true that there's no place like home sweet home
The one I wanna see the most
Is the one that begged me not to go
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
This big city ain't no kind of place
For a country girl with a friendly face
When you smile people look at your funny, they take it wrong
They laugh at my talkin' and the clothes I wear
They put me down and they call me square
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
I'ma-goin' back to the people I love
Back to the place that I dream of
It's true that there's no place like home sweet home
The one I wanna see the most
Is the one that begged me not to go
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
Yea, I'ma goin' back to the people I love
Back to the place that I dream of
It's true that there's no place like home sweet home
The one I wanna see the most
Is the one that begged me not to go
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
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