[Verse 1]
My emotional location is a whistle stop
And the only whistle is the lonely wind that blows
Across the thistles and the ironweeds
Through the drought and through the rain
To the Paris of the plains

[Chorus]
I never knew that it could feel this nice, oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah, oh, woah
Jesus Tap Dancing Christ, feels good to be home
Oh, woah, oh, woah

[Verse 2]
My emotional location is a special spot
You blindly found while wildly pointing at the map
Across the rivers and the interstates
And I know this way the best
As if it's tattooed on my chest
To the Athens of the west
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
I never knew that it could feel this nice, oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah, oh, woah
Jesus Tap Dancing Christ, feels good to be home
Jesus Tap Dancing Christ, feels good to be home
It’s good to be home