Luke the Drifter

Born in Alabama in the hot summer rain
He grew up poor all he knew was pain
But one dark night with his guitar in hand
He wrote a note to mama saying “hope you understand”

She cried “Ooo Luke the Drifter”
“Come back home, come back home”
“Baby please come home”

Luke sang his way from dirt to pearls
And found himself a girl to give him the world
But Luke drank down all his demons and past
Broke the girls heart to keep his in a cast

She cried “Ooo Luke the Drifter”
“Come back home, come back home”
“Honey please come home”

Mmmmm
Aw get it!
Hoowee!

Roaming the streets, honky tonks, and old bar rooms
Every night a new girl in his motel room
One loveless passion, one mistake
A beautiful daughter that he never stayed to shape

She cried “Ooo Luke the Drifter”
“Come back home, come back home”
“Daddy please come home”

But Luke didn't listen, had too many thrills
Threw away his life on whiskey and pills
Luke saw the light and his creator in black said
“Come on lonesome cowboy, it’s time to come back, come back”

“Come back home Luke the Drifter”
“Come back home, come back home”
“Son, welcome home”
“Welcome home”
“Welcome home”
“Welcome home”
“I said welcome home”
Mmm, mmm, mmm