Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To get it right and to make it in time
I stand to myself and my friend shall be along
It's not what you say, it's the feel, it's the song
Strange it seemed I hadn't felt it 'til I got home
I drove right back to the base again, I said listen
Way back to the bone
I'm comin' home
This time I was over, this time I was greased
And make some suggestions and call out my piece
I've got to keep movin', keep movin' along
It's not what you say, it's the feel, it's the song
Strange it seems I hadn't felt it 'til I got home
I drove right back to the boys again, I said listen
Way back to the bone
I'm comin' home
Well, well, oh well
Well, well, you know darn well
Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To hear it right and to make it in time
Stand to myself and my friend shall be along
It's not what you say, it's the feel, it's the song
Strange it seems I hadn't felt it 'til I got home
I drove right back to the boys again, I said listen
Way back to the bone
I'm comin' home
