More Than One Way Home 歌词

Daddy came around every once in awhile But momma, she was there all the time Summertime in Compton was not like TV But we were right there where we needed to be And the Thurmond boys on Peach Street with only their dad So proud of themselves and that old Pontiac they had And Miss Brooks, her Bible, and her three little boys At the Double Rock Baptist Church making a joyful noise There`s more than one way home Ain`t no right way, ain`t no wrong Whatever road you might be on You find your own way, `cause there`s more than one way home l got me a job at the grocery store Workin` weekdays after school from 5 to 9 Tommy, John, and Charlie were the neighborhood stars With their mid-size homes and their big, fancy cars When the eagle flied on Friday l`d go out to play Wastin` time with Otis out on the dock of the bay My ticket to adventure was a ride on the bus Different places, different faces But they were just like us There`s more than one way home Ain`t no right way, ain`t no wrong And whatever road you might be on Find your own way, `cause there`s more than one way Well, there`s more than one way home And there ain`t no right way, no wrong Whatever road you might be on Well, you find your own way `Cause there`s more than one way There`s more than one way home And there ain`t no right way, ain`t no wrong Whatever road you might be on Well, you find your own way `Cause there`s more than one way home