Long Time Gone

Out on the lonesome highway Suitcase and an old guitar Just outside Oklahoma City In a place called Johnny's Roadside Bar Having fun Son of a gun I ain't fit to be tied I'm on my way back to Georgia Won't you give me a ride Sometimes it at easy When you don't have much to spare Traveling light Lord, counting on my fifth But the little bit hear and there She's got the prettiest big brown eyes When she's satisfied But I'm on way back to Georgia, boys Won't you give me a ride I'm a long time gone On my way back home, Lord Long time gone, gone [solo] I'm a long time gone On my way back home, Lord Long time gone, gone I'm a long time gone On my way back home, Lord Long time gone, gone