I packed my bags last night, midnight hour
was fine again
And tonight I'm gonna say bye sweet child
I miss my home so much, I miss you honey
I'm lonely without a trace
On such a timeless journey
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til coming home brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a rockin' man
Rockin' man
Burning out his fuse on stage again
Cars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact, it's loud as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all the audience, I don't understand
It's just my destiny three sixty five days forever
A rockin' man
A rockin' man
'Til coming home brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a rockin' man
Rockin' man
Burning out his fuse on stage again
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