Homeboy (Live At The Palace At Auburn Hills, Auburn Hills, MI / February 25, 2017) - Eric Church

Lyrics by：Eric Church/Casey Beathard

Composed by：Eric Church/Casey Beathard

Produced by：John Peets

You were too bad for a little square town

With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground

Heard you cussed out mama pushed daddy around

Before you tore off in his car

Here you are running these dirty old streets

Tattoo on your neck fake gold on your teeth

Got the hood here snowed but you can't fool me

We both know who you are

Homeboy you're gonna wish one day

That you were sittin' on a gate

Of a truck by the lake

With your high school flame

On one side ice cold beer on the other

Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty

Little house little kid little small town story

If you don't ever do anything else for me

Just do this for me brother

Come on home boy

Yeah yeah

I was haulin' this hay to uncle Joe's farm

Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard

Man it seems we were just catchin' snakes in the barn

Now you're caught up in this mess

I could use a little help unloading these bales

I could keep you pretty busy with a hammer and nails

Ain't a glamorous life but it will keep you outta jail

Not worry us all to death

Homeboy you're gonna wish one day

That you were sittin' on a gate

Of a truck by the lake

With your high school flame

On one side ice cold beer on the other

Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty

Little house little kid little small town story

If you don't ever do anything else

For me just do this for me brother

Come on home boy

Come on home boy

You can't hold back the hands of time

Mama's goin' grey and so is daddy's mind

I wish you'd come on back and make it all right

Before they're called home boy

Homeboy

Homeboy

Come on home boy