I think I know now what's making me sad
It's yearnin' for my own back yard
I realise maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride
Calling home, running home
Down theGasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born
When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
And the wind don't whistle 'round your knees
I put on my weather suit and catch him in the train
I'll be home before the milk's upon the door
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born
If anything should happen and my plans go wrong
Should I stray to the house on the hill
Let it be known that my intentions were good
I'd be singing in the alley if I could
And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go
Should the blood run cold in my veins
Just one favour I'll be asking you
Don't bury me here, it's too cold
Take me back, carry me back
To the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
To the Gasoline Alley where I was born
Take me back, carry me back
To the Gasoline Alley where I started from
Take me back, won't you carry me back
To the Gasoline Alley where I was born
