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Back Home Again (Live) - Cinderella
I hit the road wide open at seventeen

Mama cried herself to sleep
Lost a dad I'd never seen

Took all my childhood friends
Guitar, and a dream

Some say I got it bad

I say I've got the cream
No, no, no

I roll into town and I'm spinning my wheels to black

Go, go, go

I hit the stage and you make me feel like I'm back

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back
Back home

I worked from nine at twenty two

Felt good to stay alive

Good times were far and few
Trusting my hopes and dreams
With someone who said they knew
Just how to make ends meet

They haven't got a clue
No, no, no

I rolled into town and I'm spinning my wheels to black

Go, go, go
I hit the stage and you make me feel like I'm back

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home

I'm back

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home again

I'm back

Back home