Different day, different town
Set it up to tear it down
Oh I ain't been home in almost fifty days

Houston Baton Rouge
Poor girl's gotta pay her dues
And the speeder bus is always driving away


Oh I love what I do
But I wonder what I do it all for

But when I sing, they sing along
I forget where I am
But I know where I belong

The reason why I'm standing here
It's not the miles
It's not the pay

It's not the show
It's not the fame that makes this home
It's the song


Her birthday was in Alabama
Father's day was in Montana

And on Mother's day I was nowhere near the phone
Every hotel bed feels the same
As the last one where I stayed

And it's bending in my sheet
And falling asleep alone


Oh I love what I do
But I wonder what I do it all for
When I sing, they sing along

I forget where I am
But I know where I belong
The reason why I'm standing here

It's not the miles
It's not the pay
It's not the show

It's not the fame that makes this home
It's the song


Dolly and Loretta
Maybe some Patsy Cline
I'm so lonesome I could cry

But when I sing, they sing along
I forget where I am
But I know where I belong

The reason why I'm standing here
It's not the ride
It's not the name

It's not just staying in the game
It's not the miles
It's not the pay

It's not the show
It's not the fame that makes this home
It's the song

It's the song