Lyrics This Time - Courtney Marie Andrews

This Time

Haven’t been home in four years
I’ve forgotten the road that takes me there
Haven’t seen a face like yours in a long time
Hell, I’ve seen the hungry on the streets
Hell, I’ve been the hungry on the streets
I’ve seen everything from here to the midnight
But I ain’t going back this time
I ain’t going back this time
I ain’t going back
I’ve been holdin' on this lonely blues
Just to try and make a buck or two
Just to try and make enough for a nice bed tonight
I’ve met men in every dirty pub
In the corners of every city slum
I’ve stayed with the prince of Thailand through the summertime
But I ain’t going back this time
I ain’t going back this time
I ain’t going back
These boots been movin' much to fast
But I think I’ll stay and share a glass
Can I stay with you in your nice bed tonight?
In fact these boots they haven’t touched the ground
Never been taught to stick around
But I think I’ll stay and settle down for a while
'Cause I ain’t going back this time
I ain’t going back this time