Own Way Home Testo

Testo Own Way Home

She took her own advice
And threw it away
Hitch hock from Omaha
To San Francisco bay

She took a job waiting tables
Another selling charms
Short out of money
Into holes in her arms
She calls her daddy once a month
To say she's doing alright

But everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight

He was a family man
As long as he could recall
Met a waitress on a business trip
Decided he was never going home

Maxed out the visa
And then the mastercard
Then a waitress met a surfer
In a beach side bar
He got a post card from his little girl
Said daddy, I hope you're alright

But everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Our tomatoes
We carry ourselves
And where we ought to be

I took my own advice
And threw it away
Waited by the phone on friday morning
Wondering what there was to say

Took a couple of shots
Break a glass of wine
I tried to write a song for you
But nothing came to mind
I hope he treats you well , I guess
I hope you're doing alright

But everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Everybody's gonna
Everybody's gonna
Everybody's gonna find their own way home tonight
Everybody's gonna
Everybody's gonna find their own way home