Babe, I hate to leave you down here
In this one horse town
Where the trains run through your early dreams
Just to leave an old wailing sound,..
Oh but I’ll come back
I will return
Honey, won’t you wait for me?
I’m bound to travel the USA
Across the desert to the sea
( Cause ) I’ve got another song about the south
Its white and its black
There ain’t no banjo on my knee
But that songs on my back
Chorus:
Its a long long way to Hollywood
And a short change for fame
All them slicks talk about downhome
But I know thats a southern game
When I told them I was leaving
You know my mama she cried
My grandma looked down the road
My old granddaddy he died
I love them all I love them all
I just hope it ain’t too late
I hope I can help the ones that left here
I hope thats in my fate
Repeat chorus
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I’ve got another song for all the old people
Down in the Georgia night
I know their wings are heavy
They been on a lonesome flight
All the old depression people
I know they took a heavy load
All their children, my kinfolk’s and cousins
Still walking on Tobacco Road
Well they still talk about Hank Williams
Clinging unto his fame
Hey, I’m of the same race, I’m from the same place
I got the same lonesome blood in my veins
Repeat chorus, .....