HOME IS WHERE THE HURT IS

Writers Marge Barton, Johnny McRae

Copyright 1965



We're well known in every honky tonk in town

Not a night goes by that we don't make the rounds

People wonder why we choose to live this way

Why don't they ever stay at home I hear them say

But home is where the hurt is cause love doesn't live there anymore

Home is where the hurt is that's why we don't stay at home much anymore

What was once our happy home has come to be

A place to fuss and fight and disagree

Our lonely house with wall to all regret

And these bright lights somehow help us to forget

Cause home is where the hurt is...

That's why we don't stay at home much anymore