Lonesome & I’m Going Back Home

There’s a growing line of cars killing time
Driving east towards the setting sun
As their mirrors all flash by, I’m bound for western skies
I’m lonesome and I‘m going back home

Your family runs a store down the back east end road
Your father he’s a merchant and a thief
It’s the way you were raised, and I see you’ll never change
I’m lonesome and I‘m going back home

Easy come, easy go, I was always last to know
When the money ran out, and so did you
I’m lonesome and I‘m going back home

Better now to know that yеsterday is gone
And no amount of prayers will bring it back
Somе will plead, some will cry
Some tears but still goodbye
I’m lonesome and I‘m going back home