Moved Back To The Old Home Town!

The Crib 


Rory Gallagher
GOING TO MY HOME TOWN
Live In Europe - 1972

Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie.
Daddy's in the backyard,"Get a job, son,
You know you ought to try".
I packed up my bag, I headed down the road,
I got me a job from Henry Ford.
But I made a mistake, I moved much too far
And now I know what the lonesome blues are . . .
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
I need someone to talk to.
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
Let me tell you where I'm going to . . .

Yes I'm going to my home town,
I don't care ever even if I have to walk.
Yes I'm going to my home town,
I don't care even if I have to walk.
I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk.