Time To Go Home - Mike Zito

Well it’s about that time again

I pack my bags full of where I been

All the guitars and microphones are loaded up

And we’re ready to roll

It’s 30 hours looking straight down the line

And I think about that little girl that’s mine

Cause you know up north it never gets warm

Like it does in the Gulf of Mexico

And I know the boys they all had a good time

And thanks to all our friends who were there each night

And now it’s time

It’s time to go home

It’s time to go home

And just when you think you were on your way

You turn around and you got one more day

And then you get tired, oh you gonna get tired

All over again

Sometimes you’re thinking what’s it all for

Cause you’re working so damn hard just to

To make enough to pay the bills

And hope for just a little more

And I know the boys they all had a good time

And thanks to all our friends who were there each night

And now it’s time

It’s time to go home

It’s time to go home

Well it’s the music that drives my soul

Keeps me going when I’m getting low

And you can’t miss home

You can’t miss home, until you’re on the road

And I know the boys they all had a good time

And thanks to all our friends who were there each night

And now it’s time

It’s time to go home

It’s time to go home

It’s time to go home

It’s time to go home