CINDERELLA - Back Home Again lyrics

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I hit the road wide open at seventeen<br>Mama cried herself to sleep<br>Lost a dad I'd never seen<br>Took all my childhood friends<br>Guitar, and a dream<br>Some say I got it bad<br>I say I've got the cream<br><br>No, no, no<br>I roll into town and I'm spinnin' my wheels to black<br>Go, go, go<br>I hit the stage and you make me feel like I'm back<br><br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home<br><br>I worked from nine to five at twenty-two<br>Felt good to stay alive<br>Good times were far and few<br>Trustin' my hopes and dreams<br>With someone who said they knew<br>Just how to make ends meet<br>They haven't got a clue<br><br>No, no, no<br>I rolled into town and I'm spinnin' my wheels to black<br>Go, go, go<br>I hit the stage and you make me feel like I'm back<br><br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home<br>Take me back<br><br>I'm back<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home again<br>I'm back<br>Back home