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Looking out at my window pane
Tears lingering with the rain
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
Just like old Hank

Staring down on the city street
Feeling empty and incomplete
There's a place I need to be To feel my day

A place I can go
Where I can be free
Where I can be happy and
Just be me

Home, where the long wind's blowin'
And the river's is flowing
Run along, like a lazy bum in
The midnight summer night
Run along, fishing with a friend
And a fishing hope
Rocking, lay down my heavy load
Know that I am always welcomed home
I left home, I was 17
I had a lot of ambitious dreams
Seen a lot of those dreams come true
I had good luck

I ain't complaining, that's for sure
I got a lot to be thankful of
One of those things is a magic door
That opens up

Back to the time when I was a kid
With the sounds of a cricket and [?]

Home, where the long wind's blowin'
And the river's is flowing
Run along, like a lazy bum in
The midnight summer night
Run along, fishing with a friend
And a fishing hope
Rocking, lay down my heavy load
Know that I am always welcomed home