| I can’t go home, no
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| Cause I know, I know what I’m gonna find there
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| My neighbor’s have told me
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| My friends have, too
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| They say, «Young Bob, if you go home»
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| «Things won’t be cool.»
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| «Things are gonna be hard there»
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| «You can’t go home.»
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| I can’t go home
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| Just can’t do it
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| I can’t go home, no, no, no, no
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| A friend told me
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| That your girl is calling some other man daddy
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| Ohhhh, oh man, I’ve dreaded this fateful day
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| I ought to go home and get my gun
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| And blow his ass away
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| They say there’s a law about it
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| I don’t care
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| There’s gonna be hard times ahead
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| If I go home
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| (Angry guitar solo)
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| I can’t go home
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| Cause I know what I’m gonna find there
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| I can’t go home, no, no
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| It scares me so, and I won’t have that no more, no
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| Why did this thing have to happen again?
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| And the guy that she’s hanging out with
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| Used to be my friend
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| And that’s so cold
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| That’s the sad part about it
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| I can’t do it
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| I can’t go home, no, no, no |