Gasoline Alley (Live Unplugged|2008 Remaster) - Rod Stewart

Written by：Stewart

I think I know now

What's making me sad

Yearnin' for my own backyard

Realize maybe I was wrong to leave

Swallow in my silly country pride

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

Yeah

Oh

When the weathers better and the rails unfreeze

Wind don't whistle round my knees

I'll put on my weddin' suit

And catch the evening train

Home before the milks upon the door

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

But 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 my 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 favor i'll be asking of you

Don't bury me here

It's too cold

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

Going home

Running home

Down the gasoline alley

Where I was born

Going home

Running home

Gasoline alley

Where I was born

Going home

Running home

Gasoline alley where I was born