Checking Out
Langhorne Slim Lyrics


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Sometimes I don't recognize,
Sometimes i don't recognize
He house I live in,
Or the street that my house is on

Sometimes I don't recognize,
Sometimes i don't recognize
The patterns on my shirt
Or the way my shoes are tied

We know the way things go down,
We know a lot of people,
For people in a small town
We know a lot of people
We know the way things go down

Sometimes I don't recognize,
That leads me to be surprised,
On my way home I'm walkin' home
For the first time

Sometimes I don't sympathize
With all the sick and the tired,
Whats in it being a bum,
Whats in it being admired,

Some street go up, some go down
And it's just too much trouble,
We know the smells and the sound,
We know a lot of people,
We know the way things go down

Well I can fight like the devil
Or do what I'm told,
But one of these days momma
I've got to hit the road,
On my way home

Sometimes I don't recognize,
Sometimes i don't recognize
The house I live in,
Or the street that my house is on

Sometimes I don't recognize,
That leads me to be surprised,
On my way home I'm walkin' home
For the first time

Some street go up, some go down
And it's just too much trouble,
We know the way things go down,
For people in a small town
We pass a lot of people,
We know the way things go down

Well I can fight like the devil
Or do what I'm told,
But one of these days momma
I've got to hit the road,
On my way home

I'm comin home




I'm walkin home, coming home,
Thats where I'm goin....

Overall Meaning

In the song "Checking Out" by Langhorne Slim, the artist reflects on his small town life and how it can sometimes feel constricting. He begins by acknowledging that sometimes he doesn't even recognize the things around him, including his own house and the street it's on. He then goes on to mention the people he knows in the town, suggesting that there aren't many for such a small community. As he walks home, he realizes that he doesn't always have empathy for those who are struggling and wonders what the point of either being a "bum" or being admired is. He muses about the various streets in town and how he knows the smells and sounds, indicating that there may not be much change or unpredictability in his surroundings. Despite this, he expresses a desire to hit the road one day and leave his hometown behind.


The lyrics of the song are relatable to anyone who has ever felt stuck in a small town or a routine that feels monotonous. The idea of not recognizing one's own surroundings can be unsettling, and speaks to the idea that we can become so accustomed to our surroundings that we stop really seeing them. The artist's desire for something different is palpable, and the final line of the song is particularly poignant: "I'm coming home, I'm walking home, coming home, that's where I'm going." It suggests that even though he may want to leave this place, it will always be his home and a part of who he is.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes I don't recognize, Sometimes i don't recognize The house I live in, Or the street that my house is on
At times, I feel like a stranger in my own home and neighborhood, unable to recognize even the house I live in or the street I live on.


Sometimes I don't recognize, That leads me to be surprised, On my way home I'm walkin' home For the first time
Losing familiarity with my surroundings makes me feel like I am walking home for the first time, which can be a surprising experience.


Sometimes I don't sympathize With all the sick and the tired, Whats in it being a bum, Whats in it being admired,
I find it difficult to empathize with people who are sick or tired and often wonder what the point is in being homeless or admired by others.


Some street go up, some go down And it's just too much trouble, We know the smells and the sound, We know a lot of people, We know the way things go down
The intricacies of the town and its streets can be overwhelming, but we are familiar with the sights, sounds, and people, and we know how things work in this community.


Well I can fight like the devil Or do what I'm told, But one of these days momma I've got to hit the road, On my way home
I am capable of fighting hard when needed or following instructions, but ultimately, I am longing to hit the road and explore the world outside of my small town.


I'm comin home I'm walkin home, coming home, Thats where I'm goin....
Despite my desire to leave and explore, coming home is where my heart is and where I ultimately long to return.




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DistortedVizion

Long Live Langhorn Slim He always makes me smile! Lifts my spirit. Nothing but pure joy!I wouls like to meet him someday.

Marley Klus

Great song by a great artist.

Marzipan Marbuckle

James Jackson Toth (Wooden Wand) wrote this song. So good!

K S

Why isn’t this album on Spotify?

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