Marc Broussard
"Home"


headin' down the road goin' nowhere
guitar packed in the trunk
somewhere round mile marker 112
papa started humming the funk
I got a jones in my bones
before we know we was singing this melody
stopped the car pulled out the guitar
half way to New Orleans

said take me home
take me home

feel the sun about to rise
when I realized
we had nothing to fear
it's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope
making music that nobody would hear
and then the sun let up and it split the night
???
10,000 cars by the side of the road
as far as the eye can see

said take me home
said take me home
said take me home
said take me home

said this greyhound is delta bound
mama baby boy done finally found
said this greyhound is delta bound
mama baby boy done finally found
his way home
said take me home

Here we go..

hot baby should've felt the groove
like I was swimming in a sea of soul
the sun was rising and the day was hot
we was all about to lose control
my daddy turned his face up towards the sky
and I knew there was nothing to lose
I felt the crowd breathe in and I close my eyes
as I disappeared into the groove

said take me home
said take me home
said take me home
said take me home

straight from the water
straight from the water children
straight from the water
straight from the water children
straight from the water
straight form the water children
straight from the water
you don't know nothin' about this

take me home
said take me home
said take me home
said take me home
said take me home

said take me home
said take me home
take me home
said take me home