| Take a right on Roosevelt | 
| Go a couple of miles until | 
| You get to a four-way stop | 
| By the Mom &Pop | 
| Where soda’s still a nickel and our names are on the table | 
| And you hang a left, just in case you forget | 
| And you need directions home | 
| Then you’re gonna pass a dogwood tree | 
| And if it’s bloomin' might remind you of me | 
| Things might look the same, but a lot has changed | 
| So if you get turned around, take the river road down | 
| To the little white church where forever’s still a sacred word | 
| And you need directions home | 
| I’m at the end of a gravel road | 
| Full of potholes and old regrets | 
| You’re gonna think you know where you are | 
| But you’re not there yet… | 
| So I’ve left you a trail of tears | 
| 'Cause I figured after all these years | 
| You might need directions home | 
| I’ve been wonderin' where I need to be | 
| Everybody in this town can see | 
| Is it the lingering doubt? | 
| Has the bridge washed out? | 
| I can’t get across, maybe I’m kinda lost | 
| At least that’s what I tell myself | 
| That you just need a little help | 
| You might need directions home | 
| I’m at the end of a gravel road | 
| Full of potholes and old regrets | 
| You’re gonna think you know where you are | 
| But you’re not there yet | 
| So I’ve left you a trail of tears | 
| 'Cause I figured after all these years | 
| You might need directions home | 
| Yeah you’ve left me a trail of tears | 
| 'Cause I figured after all these years | 
| You might need directions home… |