Van Dyke Parks - I Ain't Goin' Home lyrics

Kibbee-Parks Fine day for fishin! Fine day for wishin! All that I miss is my fair weather friend Feelin' like foolin' around. Somewheres I never be found Wastin' my time. Would it be a crime if I climb Back in the bottle again. Where a friend meets a friend Where the bowed may unbend Where the fast is forgiven We get what we give in And livin' is easy again. High time for drinkin' High time for thinkin' Down where the cotton would melt in my mouth Watchin' the world go around Stood up but standin' my ground Standin' so tall away from it all when I crawl Back in the bottle again! Far is further than eye can see I would go where you won't bother me Other places I would rather be than there I ain't goin' home! Though with dis-responsibility Underneath this domesticitree Evenif my missus misses me tonight I ain't goin' home! Bring me just another mouth to feed Care not now where ere the path may lead Who hath holpen now fill every need Not me! I ain't goin' home! Found dis-for-straction. That's my relaxion! Out of the action and happy again. Don't go be mindin'me of pity of brotherly love. Birds gotta swim and fish gotta fry when I cry "Back in the bottle again"! I ain't goin' home!