Comin' Back Home Lyrics - Singles - Dustin Huff

I'm runnin' tired, wearin' thin 

I'm wearin' clothes that don't fit in 

It's a never endin' week long laundry list 

Stop and go, goin' crazy 

Overtime, underpaid 

And maybe I ain't made for this 

Traffic, sirens, city lights 

Pay to park every night 

It's hard to find the stars around here 

This world I'm in is spinnin' so fast 

Makes me wish that I was back 

On a front porch sittin' 

Guitar pickin' 

Shootin' shit 

Killin' time 

Bonfire burnin' 

Pappy's slurrin' 

Take your turn and pass the shine 

Bout to spend a long weekend 

Where I belong 'cause damn I've been 

Gone just a little to long 

But I'm comin' back home 

Well I'm payin' bills, payin' dues 

I feel like I could play the blues 

Well maybe not, but you know what I mean 

It ain't nice, sure ain't clean 

This one bedroom on Easy Street 

The rent's cheap, but the grass ain't so green 

Act the part when in Rome 

All these folks stay on the phone 

But somehow, they're still hard to reach 

Of all the places on the map 

Only one takes me back 

On a front porch sittin' 

Guitar pickin' 

Shootin' shit 

Killin' time 

Bonfire burnin' 

Pappy's slurrin' 

Take your turn and pass the shine 

Bout to spend a long weekend 

Where I belong 'cause damn I've been 

Gone just a little to long 

But I'm comin' back home 

Mama's in the kitchen dancin' and cookin' 

Daddy's on the Gibson singin' "Hey Good Lookin'" 

We're all front porch sittin' 

Guitar pickin' 

Shootin' shit 

Killin' time 

Bonfire burnin' 

Pappy's slurrin' 

Take your turn and pass the shine 

Bout to spend a long weekend 

Where I belong 'cause damn I've been 

Gone just a little to long (I've been gone) 

Well I've been gone just a little too long 

But I'm comin' back home 

I'm comin' back home 

Yeah, I'm comin back home