Well, five o'clock traffic out of Houston's slow And I got about four hundred miles to go And there's a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck That's in front of me and maybe that'll bring a little luck But I ain't done nothing I can't live with now Just took a little time and a little know-how I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through 'em and roam Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home ♪ Well, I wonder how many miles I have spent In between towns trying to make my rent And as I have tried to write my song And I have tried to right my wrong And the bridges I've burned, they're cinder and soot And the ones on the other side better stay put I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through 'em and roam Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home ♪ Well, five o'clock traffic out of Houston's slow And I got about four hundred miles to go And there's a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck That's in front of me and maybe that'll bring a little luck I had to mend a few fences where I use to cut through 'em and roam Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home The only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home