Whenever I see a long dirt road
I think of home
Whenever I hear a long train rolling
It’s not far to go

When the night is full of stars
With no city glare
Then I feel
I need to get back there

Turn this thing back home
I’ve been gone too long
I don’t know where things went all wrong
Tired of pushing on
Turn this thing back home

Looking forward to leaving
And checking out the wide road
Now all I'm seeing is yellow lines
And I just can't take it anymore

It's time I take
Things in my own hands
I can't hesitate
It's a fine line
I can't walk no more
And it's starting to grate

Catch a long train
Keeps me rollin
Till that old dirt road
All the things I find
So familiar
Lightens my load