(Dolly Parton)
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Thumbing for a ride by the edge of the road
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With a brown paper bag to hold my clothes
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But tonight I'm going home where I belong
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If the good lord's willing and the creek don't rise
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And if my luck holds out, and I catch me a ride
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When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home
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This big city ain't no kind of place
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For a country girl with a friendly face
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If you smile people look at your funny, they take it wrong
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They laugh at my talkin' and clothes I wear
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They put me down and they call me square
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But tonight I'm going home where I belong
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I'm goin' back to the people I love
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Back to the place that I dream of
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It's true that there's no place like home sweet home
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The one I want to see the most
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Is the boy who begged me not to go
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When the sun goes down tomorrow
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Tonight I'm going back where I belong
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When The Sun Goes Down Tomorrow
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| Dolly Parton |
