The Brooklyn Cowboys - Headin' For Home lyrics

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