Checking Out - Langhorne Slim

Sometimes I don’t recognize

Sometimes i don’t recognize

He house I live in

Or the street that my house is on

Sometimes I don’t recognize

Sometimes i don’t recognize

The patterns on my shirt

Or the way my shoes are tied

We know the way things go down

We know a lot of people

For people in a small town

We know a lot of people

We know the way things go down

Sometimes I don’t recognize

That leads me to be surprised

On my way home I’m walkin' home

For the first time

Sometimes I don’t sympathize

With all the sick and the tired

Whats in it being a bum

Whats in it being admired

Some street go up, some go down

And it’s just too much trouble

We know the smells and the sound

We know a lot of people

We know the way things go down

Well I can fight like the devil

Or do what I’m told

But one of these days momma

I’ve got to hit the road

On my way home

Sometimes I don’t recognize

Sometimes i don’t recognize

The house I live in

Or the street that my house is on

Sometimes I don’t recognize

That leads me to be surprised

On my way home I’m walkin' home

For the first time

Some street go up, some go down

And it’s just too much trouble

We know the way things go down

For people in a small town

We pass a lot of people

We know the way things go down

Well I can fight like the devil

Or do what I’m told

But one of these days momma

I’ve got to hit the road

On my way home

I’m comin home

I’m walkin home, coming home

Thats where I’m goin…