Tom: D D You were too bad for a little square town, C G With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground, D Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around C G before you tore off in his car D Here you are running these dirty old streets C G Tattoo on your neck, fake gold on your teeth D Got the hood here snowed, but you cant fool me C G We both know who you are D Homeboy, youre gonna wish one day, C G That you were sittin on a gate of a truck by the lake D C G With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other D C Aint no shame in a blue collar forty, little house, little kid, little G small town story D C G If you dont ever do anything else for me, just do this for me brother, D Come on home, boy. I was haulin this hay to Uncle Joes farm , Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard, Man, it seems we were just catchin snakes in the barn Now youre 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 Aint a glamorous life but it will keep you outta jail, Not worry us all to death Homeboy, youre 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 Aint no shame in a blue collar forty, little house, little kid, little small town story If you dont ever do anything else for me, just do this for me brother, D C G come on home, boy, D C G D Come on home, boy You cant hold back the hands of time, Mamas goin grey, and so is daddys mind D C G I Wish youd come on back and make it all right Before theyre called home, boy D Homeboy D C G Come on home, boy D C G Homeboy D Come on home, boy.