We left out on Monday morning Checkout was 11am Three long shows over the weekend Playing rock n' roll again Ten more exits down the highway And we'll almost be all the way home Six men packed into an E150 van More damn gear than The Rolling Stones I hate being in the city Makes my nerves tore all to Hell Baby, ain't it such a pity I had to wait so long to tell You, I love you You, I love you You, I love you Baby, I'm coming home Blew two tires out in Kentucky Ten miles west of Salyersville Spent the night there by the roadside I hate to see that damn tow bill Spent the whole damn night there laughing Not a worry in the world Boys, it sure has been a good time But I can't wait to see my girl And say I love you Say I love you Say I love you Baby, I'm coming home I'm coming home Baby, I'm coming home Baby, I'm coming home Baby, I'm coming home