Most of my lfe I've been runnin' around playin' and havin' a ball
And maybe I've been on a party too long these mem'ries are fond to recall
You see we've got thise thing about women smokin' and good alcohol
Now I'm lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets and all the soft places to fall
The women we've known have been many but they don't understand us at all
Though we've spent amny a long hours hopin' some old love would call
Surely somebody somewhere still wants us or don't nobody wants us at all
We're lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets and all the soft places to fall
Most of our lives we've been outlaws slept with our backs to the wall
I'm a rambler I'm a seeker and we're gettin' weaker a whole lot more likely to fall
We're tired of the rocks and brambles those barbed wire fences at all
We're lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets and all the soft places to fall
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