I'm Comin' Home - Robert Earl Keen

Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain

I bought a ticket on the late night train

Took a taxi through the pourin' rain

I’m comin' home to you

Flew from Boston out to San Jose

Saw our old friends in Monterey Bay

When they asked me if I’d like to stay, I said

I’m comin' home to you

I’m comin' home

Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do

Can’t love nobody on the telephone

I’m comin' home to you

They threw a party there from dusk till' dawn

Seems like everybody knows ol' Sleepy John

He says next time I down here, bring you along

I’m comin' home to you

There’s fresh caught salmon on the bar-b-q's

There were people jammin' to the all nite blues

Life is good out in Santa Cruz, but

I’m comin' home to you

I’m comin' home

Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do

Can’t love nobody on the telephone

I’m comin' home to you

I drove wherever -- out to god knows where

Come 10:30 there was no one there

They couldn’t pay me, but I didn’t care

I’m comin' home to you

I’m feelin' better since I got your card

I read it over and over when the road gets hard

Ain’t nothin' better than your own backyard

I’m comin' home to you

I’m comin' home

Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do

Can’t love nobody on the telephone

I’m comin' home to you

I’m comin' home

Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do

Can’t love nobody on the telephone

I’m comin' home to you

Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain

I bought a ticket on the late night train

Took a taxi through the pourin' rain