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 Sometimes i don't recognize The patterns on my shirts Or the way my shoes are tied We know the way things go down We know a lot of people The 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, like walkin' home For the first time Sometimes I don't sympathize With all the sick and the tired What's in it being a bum What's 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 mama 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, like walkin' home For the first time Some streets go up, some go down And it's just too much trouble For people in a small town We pa** 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 mama I've got to hit the road On our way home I'm goin' home, goin' home That's where I'm goin' I'm goin' home, walkin' home I know thats where I'm goin' I'm comin' home, comin' home Thats where I'm goin' I'm walkin home, comin' home That's where I'm goin' (I'm goin' home, goin' home) (That's where I'm goin') (I'm goin' home, goin' home) (That's where I'm goin') (I'm goin' home, goin' home) (That's where I'm goin') (I'm goin' home, goin' home) (That's where I'm goin')