Oh, Honey
Oh, Papa
Do you miss me?
Won’t you stop it?
Do you love the big city more than home?
You told me to call you when I’m ready
I’ve been waiting
By the phone for a long week or so

Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home
Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home

So, Honey
So, Papa
Is there money in your pocket?
I’ve got everything that I need right now
How’s Momma?
How’s the shop?
Did the dry spell ever stop?
Did the storm swell with angels
Bringing rain for your troubles?

Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home
Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home

You talk like your momma
In riddles and drama
Like a poet, like an artist
I’m trying my hardest
To bring these songs to these people
Lose my heart to their weak souls
Pick them up from their struggles
Give them something for their troubles

It’s love and it’s music
I swear I’m gonna lose it
Gonna stand up with some truth
The flames I wanna let loose

Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home
Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home
Why’d you go?
Why’d you go?
I will find my own way home

©2008, Nicholas Hohman