It's the Song

Different day, different town
 Set it up to tear it down
 Oh I ain't been home in almost fifty days
 Houston Baton Rouge
 Poor girl's gotta pay her dues
 And the speeder bus is always driving away
 Oh I love what I do
 But I wonder what I do it all for
 But when I sing, they sing along
 I forget where I am
 But I know where I belong
 The reason why I'm standing here
 It's not the miles
 It's not the pay
 It's not the show
 It's not the fame that makes this home
 It's the song
 Her birthday was in Alabama
 Father's day was in Montana
 And on Mother's day I was nowhere near the phone
 Every hotel bed feels the same
 As the last one where I stayed
 And it's bending in my sheet
 And falling asleep alone
 Oh I love what I do
 But I wonder what I do it all for
 When I sing, they sing along
 I forget where I am
 But I know where I belong
 The reason why I'm standing here
 It's not the miles
 It's not the pay
 It's not the show
 It's not the fame that makes this home
 It's the song
 Dolly and Loretta
 Maybe some Patsy Cline
 I'm so lonesome I could cry
 But when I sing, they sing along
 I forget where I am
 But I know where I belong
 The reason why I'm standing here
 It's not the ride
 It's not the name
 It's not just staying in the game
 It's not the miles
 It's not the pay
 It's not the show
 It's not the fame that makes this home
 It's the song
 It's the song