I think I know now what's making me sad



It's yearnin' for my own back yard



I realise maybe I was wrong to leave



Better swallow up my silly country pride



Calling home, running home



Down theGasoline Alley where I started from



Calling home, running home



Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born







When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze



And the wind don't whistle 'round your knees



I put on my weather suit and catch him in the train



I'll be home before the milk's upon the door







Calling home, running home



Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from



Calling home, running home



Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born







Calling home, running home



Down the Gasoline Alley where I started from



Calling home, running home



Down the Gasoline Alley where I was born







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 the 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 favour I'll be asking you



Don't bury me here, it's too cold







Take me back, carry me back



To the Gasoline Alley where I started from



Take me back, carry me back



To the Gasoline Alley where I was born







Take me back, carry me back



To the Gasoline Alley where I started from



Take me back, won't you carry me back



To the Gasoline Alley where I was born