almost_home r.dafremen Day by day hour by hour I'm going home Mile by mile in a little while I'm coming home No, they'll never get the best of me but they sure do get the rest when I'm on the road. A heard a song on the radio near San Antone A bit of blues and I thought of you sitting up alone No, I may not have the time but you're always on my mind when I'm on the road. Sweet release Fallin to my knees When I'm going home A little hum of diesel coming off the trees I'm going home And every exit sign I see's a familiar friend reminding me I'm almost home. 080517 what's it to you? who go blather from