Going Home

E Police are piddlin' A Pullin' people over for nothin' but a borin' night E With nothin' to do And my eyes are wide A And my hands are kinda shakin' for some trouble that I got in to E And my tags are overdue B7 A E But buddy I'm goin' home right now E There's tolls both ways A And I'm the only person who came to watch me play last night E I got a cut of the door It's about this time A I start recallin' how my mother said I didn't wanna be an artist E 'Cause artist's are poor B7 A E But buddy I'm goin' home right now B7 I got enough gas A Just to get me back E A And I know that she's patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy B7 A Every time she crosses my mind E A My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy B7 A E So buddy I'm goin' home right now E This here's a picture A From Chatham county reunion, she's wearin' my favorite dress E It makes me a mess And it's hard on the road A When every mile I'm drivin' she's starin' at me from the dash E In my favorite dress B7 A E So buddy I'm goin' home right now B7 I got enough gas A Just to get me back E A And I know that she's patiently waitin' on her wanderin' boy B7 A Every time she crosses my mind E A My heart goes dancin' like the world is playin' Soldier's Joy B7 A E So buddy I'm goin' home right now