Homecoming

I guess I should've written, Dad To let you know that I was comin' home ... I've been gone so many years I didn't realize you had a phone ... I saw your cattle comin' in Boy, they're looking mighty fat and slick ... I saw Fred at the service station sick. ... You heard my record on the radio Oh! well it's just another song ... But I've got a hit recorded And it'll be out on the market 'fore too long ... I got this ring in Mexico An' no, it didn't cost me quite a bunch ... When you're in the business that I'm in The people call it puttin' up a front. ... I know I've lost a little weight I guess I am lookin' kind of pale ... If you didn't know me better, Dad You'd think that I'd just gotten out of jail ... No, we don't ever call them beer joints Night clubs are the places where I work ... You meet a lot of people there, but no There ain't much chance of gettin' hurt. ... CHANGE TO A: I'm sorry that I couldn't be here With you all when Momma passed away ... I was on the road and when they came And told me it was just too late ... I drove by the grave to see her Boy, that really is a pretty stone ... I'm glad that Fred and Jan are here It's better than you being here a-{A} lone. ... Well, I knew you's gonna ask me Who the lady is that's sleepin' in the car ... That's just a girl who works for me And, man, she plays a pretty mean guitar ... We worked in San Antone last night She didn't even have the time to dress ... She drove me down from Nashville And to tell the truth I guess she needs the rest. ... Well, Dad, I gotta go, we got a dance To work in Cartersville tonight ... Let me take your number down, I'll call you And I promise you I'll write ... Now you be good and don't be chasin' All those pretty women that you know ... And Walker Tell her that "I said Hello."