Songwriters: Buie, Buddy; Cobb, James      GUITARS RING IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT, SING SO BLUE, SO RIGHT     IT MAKES YOU HOMESICK    LISTEN CLOSE TO THE GUITAR MAN, NATIVE SON OF A FOREIGN LAND     THE BOY'S HOMESICK     (CHORUS)   HE'S HOMESICK, FOR DAYS BY GONE     HOMESICK, FOR HOME SWEET HOME    WHERE WERE YOU IN '69, SMOKIN' DOPE, DRINKIN' WINE     JUST AN OWTLAW    DISTANT DRUMS BEATS AN OLD REFRAIN, SHAKES YOUR FEET, POUNDS YOUR BRAIN     LIKE A BUZZSAW     (LEAD BREAK)    IN THE DARKNESS DOWN THE HALL, BLACK-LIGHT POSTERS ON THE WALL     JIMI HENDRIX    SOMEONE'S LOST IN YESTURDAY, HAZY DREAMS OF MONTEREY     AND WOODSTOCK, ALL RIGHT     (REPEAT CHORUS)     1ST LINE: (HE'S HOMESICK, FOR DAYS GONE BY)    GUITARS RING IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT, SING SO BLUE, SOUND SO RIGHT     IT MAKES YOU HOMESICK    LISTEN CLOSE TO THE GUITAR MAN, NATIVE SON OF A FOREIGN LAND     THE BOY'S HOMESICK    HE'S HOMESICK, FOR DAYS BYGONE    HOMESICK, LORD, FOR HOME SWEET HOME THE BOY'S HOMESICK    these lyrics are submitted by RICK MIZE