Home Sick

Friday night I put coffee on

Wait for company that never shows

It's another week spent out on the road

And I left the ones I love to bring a paycheck home

There ain't nothing like packing up your bags

And leaving that old Northern town to be a stranger in the South

I don't mind these red dirt roads

But I've got the thickest blood for where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows

It ain't easy living in this forbidden heat

Take me to the Dixon line where Ohio and Kentucky meet

There ain't nothing like that first season snow

Let the dogs out in the yard and watch them lose control

I am thankful for the friends I've met

I'll go back to Ohio with memories that I won't forget

I'd like to be where my home roots grow

I'd like to head up North where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows

Where the cool wind blows