Home Groan

Out from the town where the air is clean
And the birds sing a sweet song all day long
And the water don't hide and he flew a ride
From a country boy with his eyes on heaven
Coming into town just to broaden his mind

Down this illusion, deafened by the tubetrain
Longing for a little bit of Holland sand
Long hair blowing, flatdeck holler
Showing on the clutchline, thinking of my baby
Walking in the sun with another man

Hey, baby, I'm your loving man
Hey, baby, I'm gonna ask the taxman if it's all right, man
Daddy, can I go out tonight?

I'm easy going, straight up looking
No dice throwing, all time growing
Good clean living, home grown country man

I'm going home now, can't find a milk cow
In Hampstead any old time of day
I'm not much looking but I like what's cooking
When you open up your oven door and say
"Daddy, can I go out tonight? Daddy, can I go out tonight?
I'm gonna ask the taxman if it's all right, man
Daddy, can I go out tonight?"

I'm easy going, straight up looking
No dice throwing, all time growing
Good clean living, home grown country man