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Sing Me Home

I was 15 years old when I first knew
That a cowboy was no man to be
Since that time I’ve seen the world
But I’ve always been alone
Waiting for someone like you to rescue me

Please let your sweet voice sing me home
I’m so tired I can’t drive alone
All I see ahead is lonely road
So please let your sweet voice sing me home

My hands are tired from playin’
My voice is sore from singin’
And my head is spinnin’ from the last J.D.
I light another smoke as my car begins to warm
The emptiness that’s froze inside of me

Please let your sweet voice sing me home
I’m so tired I can’t drive alone
All I see ahead is lonely road
So please let your sweet voice sing me home

Now I’ve had too much to drink
And the sun will rise up soon
As I roll down this freeway I look up at the moon
A song from heaven is all in the world I need
To keep me hanging on to this steering wheel

Please let your sweet voice sing me home
I’m so tired I can’t drive alone
All I see ahead is lonely road
So please let your sweet voice sing me home