Saturday, March 17, 2012

Lonestar - Like Coming Home

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The first time I saw one of those tiny "Smart" cars, I thought of the old joke:  Boy, that's cool.  Do they make one for men, too?  Lonestar is a bit like that.

It's Country Music for older women who need a little reassurance.  Right now, I hear Pistolero's voice whispering in the back of my head: Dude.  Man Card: revoked.

Like honey badger, Lonestar don't care.  27 hit singles, 9 number 1 hits, and a song that hit #1 on both the Billboard Country and Hot 100 charts.

And like honey badger, I don't care.  I'm home, almost for good now.  This song captures that feeling of just plain happiness.  Sure it's sappy.  Sure, it puts your Man Card on probation.  That peaceful easy feeling at the end of a long, long road is pretty damn good anyway.

This wanderlust: it's gone now.  It's like coming home.



Like Coming Home (Songwriters: Brandon Kinney, Brian Maher, Jeremy Stover)
Riding restless under broken sky,
Weary traveler, something missing inside,
Always looking for a reason to turn around.
Desperate for a little peace of mind.
Just a little piece of what I left behind:
Well, I found it now: you're like coming home.

You're like a Sunday morning, pleasing my eyes;
You're a midsummer's dream under a star-soaked sky.
That peaceful easy feeling at the end of a long, long road.
You're like coming home;
You're like coming home, all right.

Go head and let your hair fall down.
This wanderlust: it's gone now.
I'm here in your arms; I'm safe from the road again.
These are the days that can't be erased:
Baby, there isn't a better place;
You're like heaven: you're like coming home.

You're like a Sunday morning, pleasing my eyes;
You're a midsummer's dream under a star-soaked sky.
That peaceful easy feeling at the end of a long, long road.
You're like coming home;

You're that innocence, that serenity,
That long-lost part of me.

You're like a Sunday morning, pleasing my eyes;
A midsummer's dream under a star-soaked sky.
That peaceful easy feeling at the end of a long, long road.

You're like a Sunday morning, pleasing my eyes;
You're a midsummer's dream under a star-soaked sky.
That peaceful easy feeling at the end of a long, long road.
You're like coming home,

5 comments:

AussieAlaskan said...

I read happy. Sounds good for you ;-)

Chad said...

The smart car for men comes in the shape of a miniature pickup

doubletrouble said...

Happy for you, my friend.
But, that song is just, what do the kids say, *gay*?

Borepatch said...

Soubletrouble, LOL.

Anonymous said...

More gay than sparkly Mitt Romney, even. NTTAWWT. ;-)