HOME IS WHERE THE HURT IS
Writers Marge Barton, Johnny McRae
Copyright 1965

We're well known in every honky tonk in town
Not a night goes by that we don't make the rounds
People wonder why we choose to live this way
Why don't they ever stay at home I hear them say
But home is where the hurt is cause love doesn't live there anymore
Home is where the hurt is that's why we don't stay at home much anymore
What was once our happy home has come to be
A place to fuss and fight and disagree
Our lonely house with wall to all regret
And these bright lights somehow help us to forget
Cause home is where the hurt is
That's why we don't stay at home much anymore