Welcome Home (Live At Budokan, Tokyo / 1976)

I get up early in the morning

And rush to catch a plane

I'm going to live inside my suitcase

Back on the road again

Big stage and bright lights

Try to relax before the show

So glad to be here tonight

That I just can't wait to go, I gotta go

Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home

It feels good

I'm going to save up all of my money

Just to see if I could

Try to brighten my appearance

With clothes from Hollywood

We're climbing up the music ladder

The girls won't leave us alone

But it really doesn't matter

If we're nothing back home, back home

Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home

Feels good

Welcome home

Welcome home

Welcome home, baby

Feels good

So glad we left the prairie city

And now we're living on the coast

We went and got ourselves a manager

We all think he's the most

Silver 'vette with gold wheels

We see him cruise around town

No, he's never really up

No, he's never really down, down, he's just mojo

Welcome home

Said, welcome home, baby

Ah, welcome home

Feels good

Welcome home

It's so good to drive in your own car with the radio on with your old lady

Said, welcome home, brother

Welcome home

It's so good to sleep in your own bed

Welcome home, baby

Ooh-whoo, feels good