Dolly Parton — When the Sun Goes Down Tomorrow

Waiting for a ride by the edge of the road With a brown paper bag that hold my clothes Tonight I'm going home where I belong Good lord willing and the creek don't rise And if my luck holds out, and I catch a ride When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home I'm going back to the people I love Back to the place that I dream of It's true that there's no place like home sweet home The one I want to see the most Is the one that begged me not to go When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home This big city ain't no kind of place For a country girl with a friendly face When you smile people look at your funny, they take it wrong They laugh at my talking and the clothes I wear They put me down and they call me square When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home I'm going back to the people I love Back to the place that I dream of It's true that there's no place like home sweet home The one I want to see the most Is the one that begged me not to go When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home I'm going back to the people I love Back to the place that I dream of It's true that there's no place like home sweet home The one I want to see the most Is the one that begged me not to go When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should be home