Once upon a time, sometime ago. Back on the East coast in New York City, to be exact. A bunch of artists and painters and sculptors and musicians. And poets and writers and dancers and architects.
Chorus:. Well I goin back. Goin home again. Yeah I'm goin back. To my own again. Yeah I'm goin back. Ahhh to my home town. The one that put me out. The one that put me down.
Yeah, I know you don't understand this. But I think you have a death wish. Even though I know you do not want to die. . Yeah, you just want to fall in love.
I been wrong for so long, accusing you of wrongness. But tonight you broke and you made me right. 'Cause I just saw you inside this Texas tavern. By his side, smiling smiles, I never seen.