Lyrics:
of living
New way of looking at life
He had an '84 International and two kids
He left back home with his wife.
He was tired of writin' letters
home with his wife.
Out on the Trans-Canada Highway
The sun came climbing up the cab
By the time it hit the window they were wakin' up
From what
But it feels like forever just waitin' for you to come home
Writing these letters from the fall
I said, "Girl, won't you believe me, you're the only
There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains.
Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces.
he brought me
When he handed me a letter edged in black
With trembling hands I took the letter from him
I broke the seal and this is what it said
me from my prodigal soul?
Won't You bring me home?
you cannot forgive
And One word from You these dead dreams will live
No matter how far you've gone
You can always come back home
Back home
Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel
from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all
Faddah
Take me home, I hate Grenada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear
Take me home, I promise I will
Not make
Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel
from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all
Faddah
Take me home, I hate Grenada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear
Take me home, I promise I will
Not make
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you
oh how I wanna go home
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars by
returning home to me
Mister postman look and see
Is there a letter in your bag for me
I been waiting a long long time
Since I heard from that girl
dredged up
Are on letters forwarded from hell
(It's a long way to Tipperary)
(It's a long way to go)
(Goodbye, Piccadilly)
(Farewell, Leicester
A letter from your home town makes you sad
You read it when the warden's had a second laugh
He said sentimental rubbish ain't got no place in here, boy
See
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
Is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves)
Home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone
For so many years.
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