Goin' Home

I'm going home, to see my kin
 I'm gonna tell my little cousin just where I've been
 Well, the trouble with livin' is you gotta get it done
 Keep on a sinnin' and you're always on the run
 Making lots of trouble, keep' 'em hanging on the line
 If you ever stop a-moving well, then they'll hang you out to dry, yeah
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 Well, used to waste my time breaking rocks up on the hill
 'Til I got a little anxious and the warden got killed
 People take it bad when they find out where I been
 They take it even harder when they found out what I done
 Yeah
 I'm goin' home, yeah, to see my kin
 I'm gonna tell my little sister just where I've been
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 Here, right here, right now
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 Well, I never want to say I've been having no fun
 Knocking on the door with a big shotgun
 Driving all night to a greasy little town
 Where I'm sure to get my fill of the trouble going 'round
 Yeah
 And I'm sleeping on the highway with a loaded .44
 Get up in the morning, put the pedal to the floor
 If the police ever come to the river so wide
 You know they won't get me 'cause I'm on the other side
 Yeah
 I'm goin' home, Lord, to see my kin
 Yeah, you know I'll never tell my sweet little mother just where I've been
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 Yeah, and the trouble with livin' is you gotta get it done
 Keep on a-sinnin' and you're always on the run
 Making lots of trouble, keep 'em hanging on the line
 If you ever stop a moving, then they'll hang you out to dry
 Yeah