The Brooklyn Cowboys Lyrics
"Headin' For Home"

This dirty ol' town got a heart like a piston
Got a nasty mind and a bad disposition
It'll knock you down if you don't stand steady
It'll cut you up like a mean machete

When I first hit town like a lamb to the slaughter
With my lofty dreams I was made to order
First they claimed my pride then they drained my patience
Left me lonely for left-behind relations

In my heart a voice says "go"
Hittin' the road, I'm hittin' the road
I just can't take anymore
Headin' for home, I'm headin' for home

When I started out I was bound for glory
But my tale turned into a hard luck story
I can face the fact, but I can't admit it
It's so hard to lose, It's so hard to quit it

In my heart a voice says "go"
Hittin' the road, I'm hittin' the road
I just can't take anymore
Headin' for home, I'm headin' for home

Back home the stars at night
Outshine these neon lights
'Cause a man needs love and a man needs a purpose
Not a heartless three-ring big city circus
You can search the world 'til you're blind from lookin'
But there's nothin' tastes sweet as real home cookin'

In my heart a voice says "go"
Hittin' the road, I'm hittin' the road
I just can't take anymore
Headin' for home, I'm headin' for home