Going Home

First Texaco station just outside of town
It feels good to be leaving, kinda wanna turn around
First pack of smokes I burned in the last three days

I been hiding them from mama, I know she hates these things
But I'll still light one up, and she'll still love me anyway

I'm a rolling stone, never can stay long
Leaving is a bittersweet freedom
Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling
Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll
Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole
That's the way it goes
Coming back from going home

Yeah, there's a strip mall where the Lucky Strike used to be
Cookie cutter houses that used to be evergreens
The one that got away didn't really go nowhere
She moved back halfway through college
And got stuck cuttin' hair
And I still kinda wonder what kind of life we could have made

But I'm a rolling stone, never can stay long
Leaving is a bittersweet freedom
Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling
Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll
Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole
That's the way it goes
Coming back from going home

You love it, you hate it
You leave it, you take it
For granted

I'm a rolling stone, never can stay long
Leaving is a bittersweet freedom
Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling
Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll
Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole
That's the way it goes
Coming back from going home