More Info I'm goin' back to where I come from
Where the honeysuckle smells so sweet it durn near makes you sick
I used to think my life was hum drum
But I sure have learned a lesson that is bound to stick
There ain't no use of me pretendin'
The city sure ain't no place for a guy like me to end in
Goin' back to where I come from
Where the mockin' bird is singin' in the lilac bush