Maybe some Patsy Cline
Dolly and Loretta
I forget where I am but I know where I belong
And on Mother's Day, I was nowhere near the phone
But when I sing, they sing along
Houston, Baton Rouge
And it's vending machines and fallin' asleep alone
The reason why I'm standing here
Oh, I ain't been home in almost fifty days
I forget where I am but I know where I belong
It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes this home
It's not the ride, it's not the name
Father's Day was in Montana
As the last one where I stayed
It's not the miles, it's not the pay
Every hotel bed feels the same
And this beat up bus is always drivin' away
Her birthday was in Alabama
It's the song
It's the song
Poor girl's gotta pay her dues
But when I sing, they sing along
It's not the miles, it's not the pay
Oh, I love what I do
But I wonder what I do it all for
Yeah, I love what I do
The reason why I'm standing here
It's not the miles, it's not the pay
It's not just staying in the game
It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes it home
The reason why I'm standing here
But I wonder what I do it all for
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
But when I sing, they sing along
It's not the show, it's not the fame that makes this home
I forget where I am but I know where I belong
