Lyrics of 'Homecoming' by Cal Smith

I guess I should have written dad to let you know that I was coming home
I've been gone so many years I didn't realize you had a phone
I saw your cattle comin' in and boy they're looking mighty fat and sleek
I saw Fred at the service station he told me that his wife was awful sick

You heard my record on the radio oh well it's just another song
I've got a hit recorded it'll be out on the market for too long
I got this ring in Mexico and know it didn't cost me quite a bunch
When you're in the business that I'm in the people call it puttin' up a front

I know I've lost a little weight I guess I am looking kinda pale
If you didn't know me better dad you'd think that I just gotten out of jail
We don't call 'em beer joints night clubs are the places where I work
You meet a lotta people there but no there ain't much chance of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry that I couldn't be here with you all when mama passed away
But I was on the tour and when they came and told me it was just too late
I drove by her grave to see her boy that really is a pretty stone
I'm glad that Fred and Jeanne are here it's better than you being here alone

I knew you's gonna ask me who the lady is that's sleeping in the car
That's just the girl who works for me and man she plays a pretty mean guitar
We worked in San Antone last night she didn't even take the time to dress
She drove me down from Nashville and to tell the truth I guess she needs the rest

Well dad I've gotta go we got a dance to work in Cartersville tonight
Let me take your number down I'll call you and I promise you I'll write
Now you be good and don't be chasin' all those pretty women that you know
And by the way if you see Barbara Walker tell her that I said hello