Good to Be on the Road Back Home Lyrics

And by the time that she gets home
She'll re-a-lise that I am gone
I'll be sitting in a back bar drinkin'
Drinking to my friends
And drinking to my foes
For both keep a young heart movin'

It's good to be on the trail
From where my heart set sail
Puttin' anchor down
For friends and good beer

So I'll have another one
Then I'll be movin' on

It's good to be on the road back home again
Again
It's good to be on the road back home again

Make way for a lady

And by the time that he arrives
He will read, I have lied
He'll go drinkin' to his friends and his foes

But drinkin' is the devil
That drives one apart
Leavin' memories of what should have been and wasn't

Son petit business
In Tokyo town
Italy for the apples
To where my heart is now
Now it's giddy up or whoa
And I'm afraid it's good to be back on the road home

It's good to be on the road back home again
Again
It's good to be on the road back home again

I swear I meant to leave Chattanoogah
But I had another one
And I realised what I'd gone
I need to be on the first bus back
Into her arms

It's good to be on the road back home again

Too many nights
In dirty London town
Italy for the apples
To where my heart is now
For I've lost myself
Searchin' for what I ain't

It's good to be on the road back home again
Again
It's good to be on the road back home again

I guess I really must get going now

Leave Chattanooga
Walk in to New York City
Aeroplane down to Nippon ground
Meets some friends in Tokyo town
Across to West Maluva
s*****at to West Malay
Leave my foes to their woes
Sometimes that's how it goes

It's good to be on the road back home again
Again
It's good to be on the road back home again