Lyrics:
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
you night and day
I am here by your side
You just show me how to fight
I will bring you home alive
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
a man, to me you're all I am
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
I poisoned myself again
Something in the orange tells me you're never coming home
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!
We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside
And I can't keep waiting; I need comfort late at night
And I can't find my way; won't you lead me home?
'Cause I'm lost in this dream; I need you
When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by
Baby here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta' come home with me
I have got some good old lovin'
And I
they think I am at home
Oh no, no, no
And this is what I should have said
Well, I thought it, but I kept it hid
Cold, cold heart
Hardened by you
'll run to your arms of love
Your light's gonna lead me home
Glorious savior
In your light I am free
The things of this world will fade
Still
world is only 8 by 10)
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
I remember the night that you gave me this picture. I ought to - I've relived it so many times. I
so close to the lips that I love
I am glad that I've at least got your picture to hold
But sometimes it's just not enough
(Eight by ten eight by ten)
to him.
They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold
That lies in
I am starting to function
In the usual way
Everything is so provocative
Very very, temporary
I shall walk (I shall walk)
Out of this place
precious Lord lead me home
Precious Lord take my hand lead me on let me stand I am tired I am weak I am worn
Through the storm through the night lead me
I am starting to function
In the usual way
Everything is so provocative
Very very, temporary
I shall walk (I shall walk)
Out of this place
I am starting to function
In the usual way
Everything is so provocative
Very very, temporary
I shall walk (I shall walk)
Out of this place
[originally performed by The Who]
[I. Her Man's Been Gone]
Her man's been gone
For nigh a year
He was due home yesterday
But he ain't here
Her
Loved by me.
You'll never know if you are loved by me,
As pretty as your face is,
I'd never round the bases.
From a distance home is easier
When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by
Here I am, lonely,
Tired and lonely,
Crying for home in vain,
Just like a butterfly that's caught in the rain!
Longing for flowers,
Dreaming
time, it's about changes and it's about time
There's a man who is my brother, I just don't know his name
But I know his home and family because I know we
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