Gasoline Alley Elkie Brooks

I think I know now what's making me sad
It's yearnin' for my own back yard
I realise maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride

Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born

When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
And the wind don't whistle 'round your knees
I put on my weather suit and catch him in the train
I'll be home before thе milk's upon the door

Calling home, running home
Down thе Gasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born

Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born

If anything should happen and my plans go wrong
Should I stray to the house on the hill
Let it be known that my intentions were good
I'd be singing in the alley if I could