Eric Church
HomeboyHomeboy - Eric ChurchYou were too bad for a little square town
With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground
Heard you cussed out mama
pushed daddy around
before you tore off in his carHere you are running these dirty old streets
Tattoo on your neck
fake gold on your teeth
Got the ‘hood here snowed
but you can’t fool me
We both know who you areHomeboy
you’re gonna wish one day
That you were sittin’ on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your high school flame on one side
ice cold beer on the other
Ain’t no shame in a blue collar forty
little house
little kid
little small town story
If you don’t ever do anything else for me
just do this for me brother
Come on home
boyI was haulin’ this hay to Uncle Joe’s farm
Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard
Man
it seems we were just catchin’ snakes in the barn
Now you’re caught up in this mess
I could use a little help unloading these bales
I could keep you pretty busy with a hammer and nails
Ain’t a glamorous life but it will keep you outta jail
Not worry us all to deathHomeboy
you’re gonna wish one day
That you were sittin’ on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your high school flame on one side
ice cold beer on the other
Ain’t no shame in a blue collar forty
little house
little kid
little small town story
If you don’t ever do anything else for me
just do this for me brother
come on home
boyCome on home
boyYou can’t hold back the hands of time
Mama’s goin’ grey
and so is daddy’s mind
I Wish you’d come on back and make it all rightBefore they’re called home
boyHomeboy
Come on home
boy