Stuckeyville by Phil Stubbs (Ed)
Sometimes I feel
Like a man without a home
Just my guitar and my memories
and the highways that I roam
Then I do remember
A place I call my home
In a little town called Stuckeyville
Where no one feels alone
Sometimes I feel
Like a man without a home
Just my guitar and my memories
and the highways that I roam
Then I do remember
A place I call my home
In a little town called Stuckeyville
Where no one feels alone