Lyrics:
It’s been a long way home
And I’m afraid the fire’s gone
I just wanna be alone
It’s been a long way home
I’ll write a sad, a very sad song
I’ll
in my way because
You can't hold us down
We're running fast and we're not stopping now
Going for the gold, we're going home
Yeah, when we die
through, no
But if you only knew me
The way you know my body, baby
Then I think maybe we could probably see this through
We could make it through, but
If that train jumps off the track
Then my brother you will catch the clap
From Colorado, to Arizona
All the way back home to California
In
now here we go all my ladies in the place with the real hair
were you at were you at hit the dance floor
girl do your freaky freaky dance
hey ho I like
once we had a daughter
Her name was Bo, but that was long ago
Years have gone since she drowned at "Misty Water"
And the way he took it, took me by
And on my way home
I thought of the time that had passed
All alone on way home
And all I could think of were times gone by
Yes, the times gone by
Soon we’re
the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its
I took a long look into your mind
And the x rated movies were in my soul
But when I look at you baby from the outside
I see a shining sexy lady with
Because they were pointing and whispering
As I walked down the hall
I got home and told my Mom how my day went
She said, "If they were laughing you don't
curas on Sunday fifteen Cuban minutes
The end is out of sight
So I'll meet you by the cannon
On the Malecón tonight
It started in Havana in
way
I can't complain, it's how I became
The man I am today
It's a fast lane headed down the interstate
A long way from home
Loaded down with
free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.
Black night, black night,
I don't need black night,
I can't see dark night.
Maybe I'll
there?
Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air
There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home
No hammer or sickle you'll be all on your own.
I came by to get my things
Thank you for getting the door
But I don't feel right walking in no more
You think it's cold
I did my crying at home
eyes will not close
What are you gonna do?
Why cuz wanna take mine?
Why blood wanna take mine?
I'm just tryna make way for my bloodline
Gotta make a way
You'd think by now
I'd know the shape of calling home
And I'm okay
If you're okay with wasting time
But when we trace
You always see the bottom
'd been talking
I tried to tell you, that all she'd want to do is cry
Now we end up takin' the long way home
Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets
Now I was down upon my luck
And the jobs were hard to find
I was sort of short on cash
And my bills were way behind
So I went to see my life
long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician
yourselves inside the truck
We're just going up a ways
The rain should turn to mist with any luck
And you can find a place to stay"
The woman spoke, her
Well, I'm from the Midwest
I know enough to cut a path
Around a wood chipper
And be careful
Of any conversation
A man starts by callin' you
of it, the sway and swing of it
But every time he tried to hold her
She'd shake and shout "Olé", (Olé) then go the other way
Now all night long he did
go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
"I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like
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