Home With You
Joe Sullivan
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I do recall, the dying of a dead leaf in fall
As autumns leaves cascade from weathered trees
Dancing to the melodies lost
For the wind takes it all
Forcing the music west of the call
And I just might follow, I just might crawl
Home with you, home with you
And I do remember, feeling so proud
That I didn’t call you, when I was low down
But what is for pride, what is for shame
If you’d let me travel, I’d be there today
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Home with you, home with you
Oh the trouble is my memory is poor
And I’ve been lost travelin before
And I may be blind to your welcoming signs
But I don’t feel at home anymore
With you
Home with you, home with you