Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home
Where were you in '69, smokin' dope, drinkin' wine
Just an outlaw
Distant drums beats an old refrain, shakes your feet, pounds your brain
Like a buzzsaw
In the darkness down the hall, black-light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday, hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, all right
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home
Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home
The boy's homesick