If you can call what we got last night sleep Lord, we got a few hours Blurred lines, fighting like hell To try to keep my eyes wide open Always running from, running to, running late, or running out of It's the return that keeps us going Been gone, way too long Can't count all the roads we've been down Oughta keep it between the ditches Till the Dolly Parton bridge is in the front window Been gone, way too long Can't count all the roads we've been down Oh we're a stone's throw Oh we're a stone's throw from home Been counting down hours for hours And now we're so close we can almost taste it Only 20 odd mile markers left for us to pass Everything that we been needing, and missing, and wanting Is just ahead waiting Giving us even more reason to drive slower leaving Than we do coming back Been gone, way too long Can't count all the roads we've been down Oughta keep it between the ditches Till the Dolly Parton bridge is in the front window Been gone, way too long Can't count all the roads we've been down Oh we're a stone's throw Lord we're a stone's throw from home ♪ Lord, I been gone Lord, I been gone Lord, I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone I been gone