……………. on mornings such as this And thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now Every night for a year I slept alone My cold damp room looks worse to me, no no no. A fear of death that creeps on every night ……. I know I won't die soon but then again I might Water down the drain, I'm wasting away Doctors can't help the ghost of a man that's me, ooh. I think I'm goin' mad and it's makin' me sad It's a yearnin' for my old back door I realize maybe I was born to lead Better swallow all my silly country pride. Goin' home, runnin' home, down the Gasoline Alley where I swas born Goin' home, I'm runnin' home, down the Gasoline Alley where I was born. When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze And the wind won't whistle 'round my knees I'll put on my weather suit and catch you in the train I'll be home before the milk's upon the door. Goin' home, runnin' home, down the Gasoline Alley where I was born Goin' home and I'm runnin' home, down the Gasoline Alley where I was born. Never knew what it was to be loved I never knew what it was to be loved And from my hometown I was torn At the tender age of four I was livin' by a homemade law I never knew when I was to be late I never knew what it was to be loved I never knew what it was to be loved …