It's a yearnin' for my own back yard
 I realize maybe I was wrong to leave
 Better swallow up my silly country pride

 Going home, running home
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
 Going home, and I'm running home
 down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

 When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
 and the wind don't whistle 'round my knees
 I'll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train
 I'll be home before the milk's upon the door

 Going home, running home
 down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
 Going home, and I'm running home
 down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

 But 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

 And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go
 Should the blood run cold in my veins
 Just one favor I'll be asking of you
 Don't bury me here, it's too cold
 Take me back, carry me back
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
 Take me back, won't you carry me home
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from

 Take me back, carry me back
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
 Take me back, carry me back
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
 Take me back, carry me back
 Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from