full moon risin over atlanta and i m fourteen stories high lookin down on a street full of people just like bees in a hive lord sometimes i feel just like a number like somebody lost my name i just couldn t wait to get here to the city now i can t remember why i came chorus and the road home keeps on gettin longer old friends and yesterday s are further away and that old home grown felling s gettin stronger sayin i m gonna be a goner if i don t go back someday cattails growin down by the river so crystal clear in my mind and there s a song that i still remember sung by the wind in the pines lord the people ain t never in a hurry ain t never bothered by time they just take their troubles and all of their worries and hang em on the end of a fishin line chorus and the road home keeps on gettin longer old friends and yesterday s are further away and that old home grown felling s gettin stronger sayin i m gonna be a goner if i don t go back someday instrumental chorus and the road home keeps on gettin longer old friends and yesterday s are further away and that old home grown felling s gettin stronger sayin i m gonna be a goner if i don t go back someday chorus and the road home keeps on gettin longer old friends and yesterday s are further away and that old home grown felling s gettin stronger sayin i m gonna be a goner if i don t go back someday sayin i m gonna be a goner if i don t go back someday 