Darryl Worley - Back Where I Belong Lyrics
Theres a little shack tucked back in the timberIt wasnt much back then but it was homeSometimes it hurts me to rememberJust how long Ive been goneOh how I miss the smell of mamas kitchenAnd the way she used to sing those gospel songsRight now I wish that me and dad were fishinSo I could tell him, he was right, and I was wrongBig city nights and lights surround meFeels like a prison to my soulI can hear a whippoorwill calling me homeBack where I belongNow all the rockin chairs are emptyI hate to think how tall the weeds have grownId give back everything the good lord gave meIf I could just go back to where I belongBig city nights and lights surround meFeels like a prison to my soulI can hear a whippoorwill calling me homeBack where I belongBack where I belong