Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To get it right and to make it in time
It's down to myself and my friends help me along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song

It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen way back to the bone
I'm coming home

This time I was open, this time I was greased
And make some suggestions and call out my peace
I've got to keep movin', keep movin' along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song

It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen way back to the bone
I'm coming home

Well, well, oh well
Well, well, you know darn well

Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To get it right and to make it in time
It's down to myself and my friends help me along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song

It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen way back to the bone
I'm coming home

I'm coming home
Coming home
I'm coming home

You'd better get ready
You'd better get ready, yeah, yeah
You don't forget to bring it
You don't forget to bring it
Say, you don't forget to bring it
Whooo
Go boy, don't forget
Oooh yeah

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): GLENN WILLIAM HUGHES