Gasoline Alley Long John Baldry

I realize now what's makin' me sad
It's a yearnin' for my old backyard
I realize maybe I was wrong to you
Had to swallow up my silly country pride

Goin' home, running' home
Down the gasoline alley where I Started from
Goin' home, and I'm running' home
Down the gasoline alley where I was born

Now, when the weather's better and rails unfreeze
And the wind won't whistle 'round my knees
I'll put on my wedding suit and catch the train
I'll be home before the milk sack on the door

Goin' home, running' home
Down the gasoline alley where I Started from
Goin' home, and I'm 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 my alley if I could

Goin' home, running' home
Down the gasoline alley where I Started from
Goin' home, and I'm running' home
Down the gasoline alley where I was born