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Lyrics by: Russell Smith
# Debut Chart
12 Aug '76 Country
23 Aug '76 Adult Contemp
42 Sep '76 Hot 100

Lyrics

Guess I knew it all along I'd have to come back home Cause this living on the road Only makes me tired and sore


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Like a bird without a nest Like a stranger in the night And my soul cries out for rest And the end is not in sight Tastes like sweet magnolia wine Honey dripping from your mouth And that sweet little gal of mine She's the finest in the south Now the day's are getting longer And the nights are getting colder I just want to come back home Lay my head down on your shoulder Guess I knew it all along I'd have to come back home Cause this living on the road Only makes me tired and sore Like a bird without a nest Like a stranger in the night And my soul cries out for rest And the end is not in sight

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