Drop Intro I swear I gave up drinkin Sometimes I have no choice After singin hard six nights straight A little sip sure helps my voice Don't get me wrong, I love these songs And I know I got it made Sometimes my mind starts driftin When I'm up here on the stage To that last half mile of dirt road And that oak tree on the hill To them dogs out barkin in the yard And that tractor in the field To them kids up on the front porch screamin Mama daddy's home When I'm out here I'm just thinking about the things I miss the most Yeah the hardest thing I have to do Is hang up this telephone There's so much left to talk about And I've been gone so long So put them kids on one more time Before they go to sleep And baby, know no matter where I go All that I can see Is that last half mile of dirt road And that oak tree on the hill To them dogs out barkin in the yard And that tractor in the field To them kids up on the front porch screamin Mama daddy's home When I'm out here I'm just thinking about the things I miss the most The things I miss the most The things I miss the most And it's killing me I hate to leave This family that you've given me God only knows, I hate to go So hold me close and let me let you know About the tings I miss the most Solo People always ask me After every show Of all the places that you've ever been What's your favorite place to go To that last half mile of dirt road And that oak tree on the hill To them dogs out barkin in the yard And that tractor in the field To them kids up on the front porch screamin Mama daddy's home When I'm out here I'm just thinking about the things I miss the most While I'm out here, I'm just thinking about the things I miss the most