| I’m walkin' home tonight
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| The streets are glowing 'neath the pale moonlight
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| I look around, there’s not a soul in sight
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| And I’m walkin' home
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| Once again I hear my mother’s voice
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| And all us kids making a bunch of noise
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| If I’m not careful I might start to cry
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| Just walkin' home tonight
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| I turn my head and hear the screen door slam
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| And there he is, that tall and dark-haired man
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| He looks my way but all alone he stands
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| And I am walkin' home
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| He’s my Dad, you know I was his girl
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| He taught me all he knew about this world
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| And then he traveled right on out of sight
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| And I’m just walkin' home tonight
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| I’m walkin' home tonight
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| The streets are glowing 'neath the pale moonlight
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| I look around, there’s not a soul in sight
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| And I am walkin' home
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| Old worn-out couches and a bunch of kids
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| Four to a bedroom and all Mom’s plates were chipped
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| But I never knew about the things I missed
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| And I’m walkin' home
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| You see, it’s just the place where I come from
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| And, good or bad, it’s where the deal was done
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| Mom and Dad, their daughters and their sons
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| And I’m just walkin' home tonight
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| I’m walkin' home tonight
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| The streets are glowing 'neath the pale moonlight
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| I look around, there’s not a soul in sight
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| And I’m walkin' home
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| Once again I hear my mother’s voice
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| And all us kids making a bunch of noise
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| If I’m not careful I might start to cry
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| Just walkin' home tonight |