Goin' Home

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Rushin through the snow
My hands are tremblin
There's no more leaves a changin
They've all just fallen from the trees
The cold wind is blowin
It chills me to the bone
I'm sure I don't like livin here
Just can't call it home
I'm goin home

See myself in Texas or maybe Tennessee
All I know is these winters well boy they ain't for me
So I'll hop of a freighter headin down the Mississippi
to a place that"s warm and friendly and I'll get somethin good to eat
I'm goin home

If I ever make it there
The first thing I'll do
Is find me a western store and
Some cowboy boots
I'll call all my buddies
And start to raise some hell
Cause that's the kind of thing
That we do so well
I'm goin home

Find myself day dreamin of whiskey and moonshine
Days spent six shootin and walkin that line
But I'm stuck in Minnesota man tryin to get out
Don't you expect me to stick around

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from It's Fine, released November 14, 2014
Written by - Kaht Smith

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A dirt broke band from the Twin Cities, just drivin along til we run out of gas. Once we stop, we may just rest. If not we'll drink ourselves to death.

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