It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
It ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
Well, fast talk and sidewalks
They bring me down
And they leave me sad
They leave me sad
Down home's a calling
New York City, don't be mad
Don't be mad
You know your country cooking
And Saturday night juking
Ain't the worst I ever had
Sand is in my shoes
I love to sing the blues
It ain't home
But it ain't bad
No, it ain't bad
It ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
It ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
Well, I know for certain
That down home loving sure is fine
Sure is fine
Oh, if you've got the notion
The down home women they got the time
They got time
You know your country cooking
And Saturday night juking
Ain't the worst I ever had
Sand is in my shoes
I love to sing the blues
It ain't home
But it ain't bad
No, it ain't bad
It ain't bad
It ain't home
No, it ain't home
It ain't bad
But it ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
But it ain't bad
It ain't home
Now, it ain't home
It ain't bad
But it ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
It ain't bad
It ain't bad
It ain't home
It ain't home
Do it, children
Do it, children