Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Alon Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh, when you're living at home
You never grow up, but you still gettin' older
I see, a nice place to be
But you can't get up, and you can't get free
Either you're home, and it's holding you back
Or you're gone, and you're not goin' back
Send me home
Take me home to...
Floyd Hill got me tumblin' down
Stuck me right in a gold mine
Floyd Hill gave me tears I'm so high
In the Rocky Mountain sunshine
Oh, when you travel and roam
You walk into my dreams wearing nothing but sneakers
My dreams, a nice place to be
But you can't get up, and you can't get free
Either you're home, and it's holding you back
Or you're gone, and you keep coming back
Send me home
Send me home to...
Floyd Hill got me tumblin' down
Stuck me right in a gold mine
Floyd Hill gave me tears I'm so high
In the Rocky Mountain sunshine
Sometimes when you livin' you're holding
If you bottle it up, then it won't let you go
It might be a nice place to be
But you can't get up, and you can't get free
Either you're home, and it's all on your back
Or you're gone, and you never adapt
Send me home
Send me home
Floyd Hill got me tumblin' down
Stuck me right in a gold mine
Floyd Hill gave me tears I'm so high
In the Rocky Mountain sunshine
Yeah Floyd Hill
Ah honey, Floyd Hill
Got me tears I'm so high
Yeah Floyd Hill sent me tumblin' down
Stuck me right in the eye
Sent me right in the sky
Writer(s): Daniel Smith
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