| Song | Home To Houston |
| Artist | Steve Earle |
| Album | The Revolution Starts…Now |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Earle | |
| When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
| Just like they always did before | |
| With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
| And a Bradley on my back door | |
| And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
| And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
| I said “God get me back home to Houston alive | |
| and I won't drive a truck anymore�? | |
| Early in the mornin' and I'm rollin' fast | |
| Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
| Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
| Look out up ahead here come a R.P.G. | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won't drive a truck anymore | |
| I've driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
| And my radio handle's “Train�? | |
| Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
| I had ice water in my veins | |
| And I come over here ‘cause I just didn't care | |
| Now I'm older and wiser by far | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won't drive a truck anymore | |
| Great God A'mighty what was wrong with me | |
| I know the money's good but buddy can't you see | |
| You can't take it with you and that ain't no lie | |
| I don't wanna let ‘em get me I'm too young to die | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won't drive a truck anymore |
| zuo ci : Earle | |
| When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
| Just like they always did before | |
| With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
| And a Bradley on my back door | |
| And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
| And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
| I said " God get me back home to Houston alive | |
| and I won' t drive a truck anymore? | |
| Early in the mornin' and I' m rollin' fast | |
| Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
| Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
| Look out up ahead here come a R. P. G. | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
| I' ve driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
| And my radio handle' s " Train? | |
| Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
| I had ice water in my veins | |
| And I come over here ' cause I just didn' t care | |
| Now I' m older and wiser by far | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
| Great God A' mighty what was wrong with me | |
| I know the money' s good but buddy can' t you see | |
| You can' t take it with you and that ain' t no lie | |
| I don' t wanna let ' em get me I' m too young to die | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore |
| zuò cí : Earle | |
| When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
| Just like they always did before | |
| With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
| And a Bradley on my back door | |
| And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
| And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
| I said " God get me back home to Houston alive | |
| and I won' t drive a truck anymore? | |
| Early in the mornin' and I' m rollin' fast | |
| Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
| Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
| Look out up ahead here come a R. P. G. | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
| I' ve driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
| And my radio handle' s " Train? | |
| Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
| I had ice water in my veins | |
| And I come over here ' cause I just didn' t care | |
| Now I' m older and wiser by far | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
| Great God A' mighty what was wrong with me | |
| I know the money' s good but buddy can' t you see | |
| You can' t take it with you and that ain' t no lie | |
| I don' t wanna let ' em get me I' m too young to die | |
| If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
| Then I won' t drive a truck anymore |