My Home Ain’t in the Hall of Fame Robert Earl Keen

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My home ain't in the Hall of Fame
You can go there, but you won't find my name
And my songs don't belong on Top 40 radio
I'll keep the old back 40 for my home

Ain't no truck-drivin' man
Baby, I hitchhike all I can
I know the highway
It takes me where I need to go
I got a sunburned thumb
Yeah, I'm just a highway bum
Playin' my guitar and fall in love some more

My home ain't in the Hall of Fame
You can go there, but you won't find my name
And my songs don't belong on Top 40 radio
I'll keep the old back 40 for my home

Some friends I left behind
You know, some have left me cry in'
And some have stayed right up there by my side
It's good to have a home
Sometimes it's good to be alone
You know, it sure feels good just to
Keep your good friends high