Letra de Going Back Home

Sometimes I wonder, why'd I ever leave home?
Sometimes I wonder, why'd I ever leave home?
I had a few dollars in my pocket
Oh, now that little change is gone
I didn't think a city, boy could be so dog-gone mean
I didn't think a city, boy could be so dog-gone mean
Boy, but this is the meanest place
Lord, I've ever seen
I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day
I used to have a job, doing spot labor every day
But when I got to work this morning
Lord, they packed up and moved away
I called my boss, I want to know, can I come back home?
Yes, I called my boss, I want to know can I come back home?
He said, now you know, I'm sorry, Son
Boy, you been gone too long
Mmm, hmm, what in the world am I gonna do?
Mmm, hmm, what in the world am I gonna do?
I guess it's just all wrapped up in a nutshell now
Oh, it look like old poor Son is used