I'm Goin' Back Lyrics - Chrome - Trace Adkins

I never knew what smog was 'til I moved to L-A 

They say it's the City of Angels, but there ain't no Saints 

If I spend one more day on this freeway I might snap 

'Cause I can't take a breath and I can't see the crest of those mountains 

That lie in my path 

I've got to get back to the farm 

Where the cars aren't alarmed 

And the people are happy to see ya 

Where the world's biggest stars hang above my backyard 

And there's room to stretch out and relax 

My truck is gassed up and I'm packed 

I'm goin' back 

Hey lady, what color is that you've got in your hair 

Sorry dude, but that dress and high heels threw me for a second there 

The fact that don't even phase me is freakin' me out 

Am I gettin' used to these lunatics who can't discern between friction and fact 

I've got to get back to the farm 

Where the cars aren't alarmed 

And the people are happy to see ya 

Where the world's biggest stars hang above my backyard 

And there's room to stretch out and relax 

My truck is gassed up and I'm packed 

I'm goin' back 

Goin' on back 

Windmills and dirt roads and bean fields, my kinfolk 

It don't get much better than that 

I've got to get back to the farm 

Where the cars aren't alarmed 

And the people are happy to see ya 

Where the world's biggest stars hang above my backyard 

And there's room to stretch out and relax 

My truck is gassed up and I'm packed 

I'm goin' back 

Yeah, I'm goin' back 

Can't wait to get back 

Give me some more of that hee-haw!