Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Billy Burnette
Been out on the road for way too long
A-thinkin' and a-singin' the same old song
Can't wait to get back home
Can't wait to get back home
I'm just a rollin' stone
I'm just rollin' along
Can't wait to get back home
Now when I hit that stage
I like my guitar loud
I listen to the rhythm of the rocking crowd
And dance all night long
That's where I belong
Well it's sure been fun
But when the show is done
Can't wait to get back home
Now hey, hey baby
With the legs so long
Can't wait to see you
With the Daisy Dukes on
Can't wait to get back home
Can't wait to get back home
I called her up on the phone
She said come on come on
Come on and get back home
Now watchin' my love life
Go down the drain
It's like I'm waitin' on a mystery train
Way out in the rain
Hey I'm soaked to the bone
But there'll be sweet sunshine
When your mine all mine
Can't wait to get back home
Take it, Kenny…
Now I can't wait to get my fill
I take it like my daddy from my grandpa still
Can't wait to get back home
Can't wait to get back home
You know the thing's so sweet
It's like a Georgia peach
Can't wait to get back home
I called her up on the phone
She said come on come on
Come on and get back home
One more time
I called her up on the phone
She said come on come on
Come on and get back home
Can’t Wait to Get Back Home was written by Billy Burnette & Shawn Camp.