Turn left at the old hotel
I know this boulevard much too well
It hasn't changed since I've been gone
Oh, this use to be my way home.

They paved the road thru the neighborhood
I guess the county finally fixed it good
It was gettin' rough
Someone finally complained enough

Fight the tears back with a smile
Stop and look for a little while
Oh it's plain to see
The only thing missin' is me

That's my house & that's my car
That's my dog in my back yard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted that tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife
Whose that man, runnin' my life

If I pulled in would it cause a scene? (misspelled plus ?)

They're not really expectin' me

Those kids have been through hell (kids not kida)

I hear they've adusted well

Turn around in the nieghbor's drive
I'd be hard to recognize
In this pick-up truck
It's just an old fixerup (fixerup one word)

Drive away one more time

Lots of things go thru my mind (thru is known as a Tribune abbrev. s/b through)

I guess the less things change
The more they never semm the same (seem, not semm)

That's my house & that's my car
That's my dog in my back yard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted that tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife

Whose that man, runnin' my life (add ' to the end of words ending in -ing when
you drop the g)