Bill Rotella

All Roads Lead Home

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Bill Rotella
Bill Rotella

Lyrics

I had my ride on the road I was in it

                  My pop said “hold on there son for a minute”

                  He leaned in my window and said “son, sometimes we get lost but we’re never alone”

                  Remember that all roads lead home

I was gassed up and ready I couldn’t wait to find out how much fun I could have

I had no use for a rear view that day cuz the last place I was lookin’ was back

I had my ride on the road I was in it

                  I had my ride on the road I was in it

                  My pop said “hold on there son for a minute”

                  He leaned in my window and said “son, sometimes we get lost but we’re never alone”

                  Remember that all roads lead home

There were some choices I made I regret and the old man bailed me out a few times

All I needed was a kick in the ass and a few bucks to help me get by

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We all make u-turns and hit some dead ends and make some foolish stops along the way

You may wind up workin’ half way ‘round the world but the road back home will never change

As the years go by there comes a time our loved ones meet their hour of need

And we get a chance to give back what they gave

It always feels good to go back home and I remember the words my father spoke

Like it was yesterday pullin’ out my driveway

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