Eric Church

Eric Church - Homeboy lyrics

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You 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 car

Here 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 are

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day
You were sitting 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, boy

I was hauling this hay to Uncle Joe's farm
Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard
Man, it seems we were just catching 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 a nail
Ain't a glamorous life but it will keep you out of jail
Not worry us all to death

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day
You were sitting 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, boy
Come on home, boy

You can't hold back the hands of time
Mama's going grey and so is daddy's mind
And I wish you'd come on back and make it all right
Before they're called home, boy

Homeboy
Come on home, boy
Homeboy
Come on home, boy
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Copyrights:

Author: Casey Beathard, Eric Church

Composer: Eric Church, Casey Beathard

Publisher: Emi Records Nashville

Details:

Released in: 2011

Language: English

Appearing on: Chief (2011) , Caught In The Act (2013)

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