Lyrics I'm Comin' Home - Robert Earl Keen

I'm Comin' Home

Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain
I bought a ticket on the late night train
Took a taxi through the pourin' rain
I’m comin' home to you
Flew from Boston out to San Jose
Saw our old friends in Monterey Bay
When they asked me if I’d like to stay, I said
I’m comin' home to you
I’m comin' home
Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do
Can’t love nobody on the telephone
I’m comin' home to you
They threw a party there from dusk till' dawn
Seems like everybody knows ol' Sleepy John
He says next time I down here, bring you along
I’m comin' home to you
There’s fresh caught salmon on the bar-b-q's
There were people jammin' to the all nite blues
Life is good out in Santa Cruz, but
I’m comin' home to you
I’m comin' home
Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do
Can’t love nobody on the telephone
I’m comin' home to you
I drove wherever -- out to god knows where
Come 10:30 there was no one there
They couldn’t pay me, but I didn’t care
I’m comin' home to you
I’m feelin' better since I got your card
I read it over and over when the road gets hard
Ain’t nothin' better than your own backyard
I’m comin' home to you
I’m comin' home
Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do
Can’t love nobody on the telephone
I’m comin' home to you
I’m comin' home
Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do
Can’t love nobody on the telephone
I’m comin' home to you
Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain
I bought a ticket on the late night train
Took a taxi through the pourin' rain