Going to my home town

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Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie,
Daddy's in the backyard,"Get a job, son,
G
You know you ought a try".
Well I packed up my bag, I headed down the road,
G
I got me a job from Henry Ford.
But I made a mistake, I moved much too far
G
And now I know what the lonesome blues are . . .
D
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
I need someone to talk to.
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
G
Let me tell you where I'm going to . . .
G
Yes I'm going to my home town,
I don't care ever even if I have to walk.
C C7
Yes I'm going to my home town,
G
I don't care even if I have to walk.
D C C7 G
I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk.

G
Yes I'm going to my home town,
Sorry but I can't take you.
C C7
Yes I'm going to my home town,
G
Sorry but I can't take you.
D C C7 G
Only got one ticket, you know I just can't afford two.
Take me home.

G
The day I left,
You know the rain was pouring down.
C
The day I left,
C7 G
well the rain was pouring down.
D C
Well I'm going home again baby,
C7 G
I believe the sun's gonna come on out.
Let's go home, boy, let's go home.
G
Yes I'm going to my home town,
You know baby I gotta go.
C
Going to my home town,
G
You know I just have to go.
D
I really love you, woman,
C G
I'll see you in a year, maybe no, maybe yes.

G
Going to my home town,
I'm going to my home town,
Going to my home town,
Going to my home town. (fade out)