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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Turner
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm gonna find me a way to get back home
Ride me train down south where it's warm
Walk down them dusty winding roads
Gonna lay my head in hungry hollow
Been away from my home to long
I've been dying out here on the plains
I'm a river boy through and through
These tiny dirty streams won't do
My blood comes from the hill
And these flatlands are killing me
You folks have all been really kind
But your whiskey tastes like piss
I'm gonna find me a way to get back home
Ride me train down south where it's warm
Walk down them dusty winding roads
Gonna lay my head in Hungry Hollow
I come from the land of the trees
Where you can still hear the wildcat scream
And the marks of working man
Still hold some dignity
You can hear that fiddle cry down in the valley low
No matter where I go
Part of me will always be there
I'm gonna find me a way to get back home
Ride me train down south where it's warm
Walk down them dusty winding roads
Gonna lay my head in Hungry Hollow
Written by: Jake Turner