Let’s Find Freedom and Go Back to Our Original Hometown: I Go Back – Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney is a very famous country singer/songwriter in America. When listening to his songs, you feel that you let go of the burdens of your daily life and you have returned to the home town you used to live. Most of the country songs are about nature and memory of the past. So when listening to them, you feel comfortable. In particular, Kenny Chesney’s songs are all free in style and have very beautiful lyrics. This song I Go Back makes us miss our childhood and gives us an opportunity to forget about the difficulty and loneliness of the reality for a moment and recall the beautiful memories of the past. We all miss our hometown. We all miss the joyful and peaceful times of the past. This might be because the current life is too tough. We bear too many burdens, things do not work out as we wish, and disappointing things happen more than hopeful things. That’s why people reminisce about their childhood hometown where they had a comfortable and joyful time.
We have our hometown where we were born. But there is an original hometown. This is the infinite universe emptiness that existed before we were born and will still exist as it is even after we die. If you throw away the false mind you are having now and yourself, you can return to your original hometown and your mind would be truly joyful, free and peaceful.
How good it is just to hear the word hometown? That real, true hometown exists within our mind. However, you are contaminated with the life you are living now and since the false mind has been endlessly accumulating in humans, we have lost our original hometown and live in the false world. That’s why we feel life can be agonizing and difficult. The method to go back to our real hometown is here. Of course, it is not to return to the past in a time machine, like the film Back to the Future. You don’t even need to go back. If you simply throw away the false mind of yourself completely and return to the hometown of your true mind, you can be born again from there. Then, you are always joyful, excited and free. You can live forever with the mind of the happy hometown. Let’s read through the lyrics and think of the hometown altogether for a while.
I Go Back
“Jack and Diane” painted a picture of my life and my dreams,
Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me
Well I heard it today and I couldn’t help but sing along
‘Cause everytime I hear that song…
Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me
Well I heard it today and I couldn’t help but sing along
‘Cause everytime I hear that song…
I go back to a two toned short bed Chevy
Drivin’ my first love out to the levy
Livin’ life with no sense of time
And I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
Wishin’ time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back, I go back.
Drivin’ my first love out to the levy
Livin’ life with no sense of time
And I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
Wishin’ time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back, I go back.
I used to rock all night long to “Keep On Rockin’ Me Baby”
Frat parties, college bars, just tryin’ to impress the ladies
I heard it today and I couldn’t help but sing along
‘Cause everytime I hear that song….
Frat parties, college bars, just tryin’ to impress the ladies
I heard it today and I couldn’t help but sing along
‘Cause everytime I hear that song….
I go back to the smell of an old gym floor
The taste of salt on the Carolina shore
After graduation and drinkin’ goodbye to friends
And I go back to watchin’ summer fade to fall
Growin’ up too fast and I do recall
Wishin’ time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back, I go back
The taste of salt on the Carolina shore
After graduation and drinkin’ goodbye to friends
And I go back to watchin’ summer fade to fall
Growin’ up too fast and I do recall
Wishin’ time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back, I go back
We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives
Takes us to another place and time
Takes us to another place and time
So I go back to a pew,preacher, and a choir
Singin’ bout God, brimstone, and fire
And the smell of Sunday chicken after church
And I go back to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him
Now “Only The Good Die Young” stops me in my tracks
Every time I hear that song…
Singin’ bout God, brimstone, and fire
And the smell of Sunday chicken after church
And I go back to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him
Now “Only The Good Die Young” stops me in my tracks
Every time I hear that song…
I go back, I go back.
To the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine.
I go back….
To watchin’ summer fade to fall
Growin’ up too fast and I do recall…
I go back. I go back,
And to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him.
I go back. I go back.
To the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine.
I go back….
To watchin’ summer fade to fall
Growin’ up too fast and I do recall…
I go back. I go back,
And to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him.
I go back. I go back.