You know, someday, I'd like to fly
Like a bat outta' Nashville
Why don't you help me?
An' tell me the truth
'Cause the truth is gonna set you free
If you keep on lyin' to me, I might stay right here
Just to spite you

Where'd you get that alibi?
Did it fall out of a midnight sky
Or did you find it on the side of the road?
Tell me: Did you have to make a deal
Or wrestle for control, of the wheel, from your conscience?
I'd like to know
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
Where do you go
On your way home?
On your way home?
On your way home?
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmm

Where'd you get that alibi?
Did it fall out of a midnight sky
Or did you find it lyin' on the side of the road?
Was it ever a long, long drive?
Did you ever stop once to cry, or was I worth it?
I think I know
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
Where do you go
On your way home?
On your way home?

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Writer(s): MATRACA MARIA BERG, RONNIE SAMOSET