(Tyler/Whitford)
oo oo
Well I'm dreamin' tonight
Alright
Well I'm leavin' back home
RIGHT
WILD
TAKE ME BACK TO A SOUTH TALLAHASSEE
DOWN ACROSS THE RIVER TO MY SWEET SASSAFRASSY
CAN'T STAND UP WHILE MY FEET ARE IN THE CITY
GOTTA GET BACK TO THE REAL NITTY-GRITTY
Ah-hah yeah
YES SIR NO SIR
DON'T COME CLOSE TO MY HOME SWEET HOME
CATCH NO DOSE
OF NO HOT TAIL POONTANG SWEATHEART
SWEAT IF IT MAKES A SILK PURSE
FROM A J. PAUL GEDDY’S EAR
WHEN YOU'RE ROCKIN' THE BEER
HOME SWEET HOME
Just ask Chapman
GET OUT IN THE FIELD PUT THE MULE IN THE STABLE
yee-hee
MA SHE'S A COOKIN' GOT THE EATS ON THE TABLE
yee-hee
HATE'S IN THE CITY BUT MY LOVE'S IN THE GHETTO
HANDS ON PLOW BUT MY FEET'S IN THE GHETTO
STAND UP SIT DOWN DON'T DO NOTHIN'
IT AIN'T NO GOOD WHEN BOSS MAN'S STUFFIN' IT
DOWN THEIR THROATS FOR PAPER NOTES
AN' THEIR BABIES CRY WHILE CITIES LIE AT THE FEET
WHEN YOU'RE ROCKIN' THE STREET
HOME SWEET HOME
oh yeah
whoo
MAMMA TAKE ME HOME SWEET HOME
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
yeah
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
I WAS THE LAST CHILD
JUST A PUNK IN THE STREET
huh hoo-whaa
Mister Brad Whitford
