Good to Be on the Road Back Home

And by the time that she gets home
She'll realize that I am gone
I'll be sitting in a back-bar drinking
Drinking to my friends
And drinking to my foes
For both keep a young heart moving
It's good to be on the trail
From where my heart set sail
Puttin' anchor down
For friends and good beer
So I'll have another one
Then I'll be moving on

It's good to be on the road back home again, again
It's good to be on the road back home again

(Make way for a lady)

And by the time that he arrives
He will read, I have lied

He'll go drinking to his friends and his foes

But drinking is the devil
That drives one apart
Leaving memories of what should have been and wasn't

Some petty business
In Tokyo town
Italy for the apples
To where my heart is now
Now it's giddy-up or wow
(And I'm afraid it's good to be on the road back home)

It's good to be on the road back home again, again
It's good to be on the road back home again

I swear I'm gonna leave Chattanooga
But I had another one
And I realized what I'd done
I need to be on the first bus back
Into her arms

It's good to be on the road back home again

Too many nights
In dirty London town
Italy for the apples
To where my heart is now
For I've lost myself
Searchin' for what I ain't

It's good to be on the road back home again, again
It's good to be on the road back home again

(I guess I really must get going now)

Leave Chattanooga
Walk in to New York City
Airplane down to Nippon ground
Meet some friends in Tokyo town
Across to West Maluga
Slow boat to West Malay
Leave my foes to their woes
Sometimes that's how it goes

It's good to be on the road back home again
(Again)
It's good to be on the road back home again