Take me home, New York
Take me home, New York
I'm leaving for Nashville
And it's all again but for that fortune and fame
And my education came from reading to roadside
Just another fool who got lost in the game
And I'm going back again
Cause it's blowing
In the wind
It's carrying me home
Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh
Let me tell you about L.A. for a second, New York
Oh, and all those actors, man
Yeah, they're living in castles
And with the earthquakes
They'll all sink in the sea
Who makes a living
Oh
Oh, southern comfort
Of heartbreaks and hassles
And Scientology
Made no sense to me
So I'm going back again
Yes, I am
Cause it's blowing like the wind
It's carrying me home
Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home
Y'all put your hands together for the 350 Sabbaths
Mr. Leroy Powell on the guitar
Mr. Ted Russell Camp on the bass
Mr. Brian Keeling on the drums
On the drums









Let's go!
Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort

Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Keeps calling me home
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort
Don't leave me alone
Oh, Southern Comfort