| I live out here in the wind and the pouring rain
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| Somewhere between 14th Avenue and Main
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| In the summer heat, winter’s freezing snow
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| You see I got nowhere else to go
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| Got no home sweet home
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| Into this world, some are bound to roam
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| And it’s a long hard road we’ve known
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| On the way to home sweet home
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| People pass by, they don’t see me here
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| And if they do, they wish I would disappear
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| I guess they know way down deep in their bones
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| It could be them out there looking for a home
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| For a home sweet home
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| Into this world, some are bound to roam
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| And it’s a long hard road we’ve known
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| On the way to home sweet home
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| Oh to have a place to lay my head
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| A crumb or two for my daily bread
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| Perhaps someday a kind soul will come along
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| Help me to find my way back where I belong
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| Back to a home sweet home
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| Into this world, some are bound to roam
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| And it’s a long hard road we’ve known
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| On the way to home sweet home
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| Sweet home
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| All God’s children lookin' for a home
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| And it’s a long hard road we’ve known
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| All the way to home sweet home |