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I'm goin' back

by Trace Adkins

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I never knew what smog was ´til I moved to LA
They say it´s the City of Angels, but they ain´t no Saints
If I spend one more day on this freeway I might snap
´Cause I can´t take a breath and I can´t see the crest of those mountains
That lie in my path

I´ve got to get back to the farm
Where the cars aren´t alarmed
And the people are happy to see ya
Where the world´s biggest stars hang above my backyard
And there´s room to stretch out and relax
My truck is gassed up and I´m packed
I´m goin´ back

Hey lady, what color is that you´ve got in your hair
Sorry dude, but that dress and high heels threw me for a second there
The fact that don´t even phase me is freakin´ me out
Am I gettin´ used to these lunatics who can´t discern between fiction and fact

I´ve got to get back to the farm
Where the cars aren´t alarmed
And the people are happy to see ya
Where the world´s biggest stars hang above my backyard
And there´s room to stretch out and relax
My truck is gassed up and I´m packed
I´m goin´ back

Goin´ on back
Windmills and dirt roads and bean fields, my kinfolk
It don´t get much better than that

I´ve got to get back to the farm
Where the cars aren´t alarmed
And the people are happy to see ya
Where the world´s biggest stars hang above my backyard
And there´s room to stretch out and relax
My truck is gassed up and I´m packed
I´m goin´ back

Goin´ back
Yeah, I´m goin´ back
Can´t wait to get back
Give me some more of that hee-haw!
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