SoL - Brothers Back Home
All aboard! Eastbound I-90Greyhound Silverliner can't be late
Man, it's gonna be a ride
Folks might think I'm runnin
But I'm just havin' fun and
You know I ain't got nothin' to hide
Well, I ain't superstitious
But I ain't gonna miss it
Cause I'll be needin all the luck I can get
Don't cash in your chips on the guitar player
His luck ain't never run out yet
Highway 90 goin' eastbound way
I'll just take some strings, they break along the way
Ooh, it's never easy to leave my baby sister behind
Well, I remember crazy Billy
Thought my plans were silly
When I told him that I needed to roam
He said, pack a lot of socks
And write to your momma
And don't forget your brother's back home
Well, I knew I was a villain
When I told him that Dylan
Was the music that I wanted to play
I said, you might not know it
But a guitar poet
Is what the music needs today
And I don't find it funny losin' all of my money
While I'm livin' in the Golden State
Hurry up, driver, just get me there alive and
Make it so I won't be late
Highway 90 goin' eastbound way
I'll just take some strings, they break along the way
Ooh, it's never easy to leave my baby sister behind
Well, I remember crazy Billy
Thought my plans were silly
When I told him that I needed to roam
He said, pack a lot of socks
And write to your momma
And don't forget your brother's back home
Pack a lot of socks
And write to your momma
And don't forget your brother's back home
Pack a lot of socks
And write to your momma
And don't forget your brother's back home
Written by:
Johnny Rodriguez
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