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My Way Back Home

After one of my hunting, fishing party weekends
I could hardly wait to hold my baby again
A man will never see a more beautiful sight
Than home sweet mobile home in his truck headlights
But except for a cedar deck and cinder blocks
All I saw was a vacat lot

So I'm drivin' around, all over town
Wonderin' where she hauled it away
Yeah she's on a roll, which way do I go
I've been through every single trailer park and KOA
She's been mad before, but never this sore
You can surely bet from now on
I won't wander far from her lovin' arms
If I ever find my way back home

Guess my homeless situation is partly my fault
For another thousand dollars down I could have bought
That house in the country that she loved so much
With all that brick and wood there ain't no way it would budge
It's easy now to figure out where I went wrong
But a little harder finding love that's gone

So I'm drivin' around, all over town
Wonderin' where she hauled it away
Yeah she's on a roll, which way do I go
I've been through every single trailer park and KOA
She's been mad before, but never this sore
You can surely bet from now on
I won't wander far from her lovin' arms
If I ever find my way back home

Yeah the next time I leave, I'm taking her or the keys
If I ever find my way home

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Mark Chesnutt
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