Welcome Home - Bachman-Turner Overdrive

I get up early in the morning

And rush to catch a plane

I’m going to live inside my suitcase

Back on the road again

Big stage and bright lights

Try to relax before the show

So glad to be here tonight

That I just can’t wait to go, I gotta go Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home

It feels good

I’m going to save up all of my money

Just to see if I could

Try to brighten my appearance

With clothes from Hollywood

We’re climbing up the music ladder

The girls won’t leave us alone

But it really doesn’t matter

If we’re nothing back home, back home

Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home

It feels good

Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home

It feels good

So glad we left the praire city

And now we’re living on the coast

We went and got ourselves a manager

We all think he’s the most

Silver 'vette with gold wheels

We see him cruise around town

No, he’s never really up No, he’s never really down down, he’s just mojo

Welcome home

Said welcome home baby

Ah, welcome home

It feels good

Welcome home

So good to drive in your own car with your old lady

Said welcome home

Welcome home

So good to see you again

Welcome home baby

So good to sleep in your own bed

Ooh whoo, feels good