Home

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Lookin' out of my window pane, 
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tears mingling with the rain
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I'm so lonesome, I could cry just 
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like old Hank
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Staring down on the city street, 
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feeling empty and incomplete
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There's a place I need to be to 
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fill my tank

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A place I can go where I can be free
 where I can be happy and just --- 
be me

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Home, where the warm winds 
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blowing and the rivers flowing a- 
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long
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Like a lazy bum in the mid-day sun
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And I've gone fishin' with my 
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pole at the fishin' hole
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Where I can lay down my heavy load,
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 and know that I am always --- 
welcome

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I left home I was 17, I had a 
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lot of am- bitious dreams
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See a lot of those dreams come 
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true, I've had good luck
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I'm not complaining that's for 
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sure, I got a lot to be thankful for
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One of those things is the magic 
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door that opens up

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Back to the time when I was a kid to
 the sound of the crickets and the 
Carry Dees

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It's called home on the front 
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porch swinging and fern pots hanging
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Home with the church bells 
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ringing and voices singing
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Old songs that's in my mind like a 
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stitch in time
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Where the tea is sweet and the 
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love's complete for me, I wanna go

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I often think about where I have 
been
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Where I am going and lots a- bout 
when I think about

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Home, where the soul find 
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comfort and the heart find pleasure
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Home, where the depths of love is 
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hard to measure
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It's home, I hear you callin', I 
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hear you callin'
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I'll never be lost as long as I 
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know there's a place like that where
 I can go

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Where I can restore my weary soul 
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on the mountain slopes of the south 
"Blue Smoke"

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Of home, home sweet home

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Home back to the hills of the 
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Whip-poor-wills
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Home with the fire flies 
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blinking and the night stars 
twinklin'
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Home, honeysuckle vine and musky
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 fine wine at
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Home, where the ginseng grows in
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 the shady groves of
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Home, with family and friends and 
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joy that never end
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Home, there's no place like it,
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 no place like it, home -----