Nobody knows the trouble you feel.
Nobody cares. The feeling is real.

Johnny, we’re sorry. Won’t you come on home.
We’re worried. Won’t you come on.
What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night?

Johnny, we’re sorry.

Use the phone. Call your mom.
She’s missing you badly, missing her son.
Who do you know? Where will you stay?
Big city life is not what they say.

Johnny, we’re sorry. Won’t you come on home.
We’re worried. Won’t you come on.
What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night?

Johnny, we’re sorry.

You’d better go. Everything’s closed.
Can’t find a room. Money’s all blown.
Nowhere to sleep. Out in the cold.
Nothing to eat. Nowhere to go.

Johnny, we’re sorry. Won’t you come on home.
We’re worried. Won’t you come on.
What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night?

Johnny, we’re sorry. Won’t you come on home.
We’re worried. Won’t you come on home.
Johnny, won’t you come on home.
We’re worried. Won’t you come on home.

1985