HOME IS WHERE THE HURT IS Writers Marge Barton, Johnny McRae Copyright 1965 We're well known in every honky tonk in town Not a night goes by that we don't make the rounds People wonder why we choose to live this way Why don't they ever stay at home I hear them say But home is where the hurt is cause love doesn't live there anymore Home is where the hurt is that's why we don't stay at home much anymore What was once our happy home has come to be A place to fuss and fight and disagree Our lonely house with wall to all regret And these bright lights somehow help us to forget Cause home is where the hurt is... That's why we don't stay at home much anymore