Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Goin' Back, artist - Trace Adkins. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
I'm Goin' Back |
| I never knew what smog was till I moved to L. A |
| They say it’s the City of Angels, but they 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 fiction 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 |
| Going 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 you |
| 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' back |
| Yeah, I’m goin' back |
| Can’t wait to get back |
| Give me some more of that hee-haw! |