I think I know now what's making me sad It's yearnin' for my own back yard I realise maybe I was wrong to leave Better swallow up my silly country pride Calling home, running home Down theGasoline Alley where I started from Calling home, running home Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze And the wind don't whistle 'round your knees I put on my weather suit and catch him in the train I'll be home before the milk's upon the door Calling home, running home Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from Calling home, running home Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born Calling home, running home Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from Calling home, running home Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born If anything should happen and my plans go wrong Should I stray to the house on the hill Let it be known that my intentions were good I'd be singing in the alley if I could And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go Should the blood run cold in my veins Just one favour I'll be asking you Don't bury me here, it's too cold Take me back, carry me back To the Gasoline Alley where I started from Take me back, carry me back To the Gasoline Alley where I was born Take me back, carry me back To the Gasoline Alley where I started from Take me back, won't you carry me back To the Gasoline Alley where I was born