| Home is where I’m goin'
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| No matter how long it takes
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| And I’ve been livin' high 'n' free, love
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| It’s time for me to try another way
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| I think I’ll send her a postcard
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| So she can meet my plane
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| Well I don’t know what I’ll say to her
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| I’ve caused her so much pain
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| Houston, I’m-a comin' to see you
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| Houston, has it really been that lo-hong
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| I know I’ve been away
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| But I’m just callin' to tell you I’m leavin' today-hay-ay-hay-ay
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| Sittin' here in San Francisco
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| Lord I’m tryin' to get more pay
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| You know it’s good to hear your voice again
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| You say the words I like to hear you say
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| Now I’m tryin' to read your letter
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| It’s been almost a year
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| It did me good to get away from you
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| Now I’m wishin' you were here
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| Houston, I’m-a comin' to see you
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| Houston, has it really been that lo-hong
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| I know I’ve been away
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| But I’m just callin' to tell you I’m leavin' today-hay-ay
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| Houston, I’m-a comin' to see you
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| Houston, has it really been that lo-hong
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| Houston, Houston, Houston (Yeah, I’m a comin' to see you)
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| Houston, has it really been that lo-ho-ho-ong
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| Houston, Houston, Houston
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| (Yeah, I’m a comin' to see you), Houston (fade) |