Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Folk - Cajun |
Language |
English |
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Lyrics
Making My Way Back Home
Words and music by Rick Seale and Rick Woodward
The wind was talking, the moon was barking
I couldn't see a guiding light
I was full of fear for a hoodoo there
Out on the bayou that night
I held on tight to my black cat bone
Shimmy and shaking I wasn't alone
Step by step just making my way back home
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it goes
Now under that tree lives a Mojo Queen
Spanish moss hanging from her head to her knees
No one goes to see her but I think I remember
A Snakeskin Cowboy slipping out of her dreams
Nothing's always right, nothing's ever wrong
When she ain't looking I ease on along
Step by step just making my way back home
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it . . .
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it goes