Eli Rhodes - No Place Like Home

There ain't too much to do here but sit round and drink
On the same canvas barstools where we used to dream
That we were going places til complacency hit
Most everyone but me
My first love fell in love
And settled on down
Next to her parents
In a picketed fence house
A stones throw down the road from where my grandpa's
In the ground
There ain't much good here
Good for me
Ain't many memories
That I need to see
Most of what of I loved here
Is dead and gone
It ain't easy to come back
Cause back here
Ain't no place like home
When I walk down main street
The second hand drugs
Still linger in the air
From getting lit up
Way back with my buddies
Til they took one of us
There ain't much good here
Good for me
Ain't many memories
That I need to see
Most of what of I loved here
Is dead and gone
It ain't easy to come back
Cause back here
Ain't no place like home
There ain't much good here
Good for me
Ain't many memories
That I need to see
Most of what of I loved here
Is dead and gone
It ain't easy to come back
Cause back here
It ain't easy to come back
Cause back here
Ain't no place like home
I still talk to my folks
But don't come round a lot
Cause this town left tattoos
I wish I forgot
But things can't be different
I'm from here
Like it or not

Written by:
Eliot Rhodes

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