| I’ve worn out the stones in front of your doorstep
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| Coming and going, coming and going
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| You kept the lights on, I always knew that
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| I should’ve said «thank you» a thousand miles ago
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| But I pushed you away, put a pin in a map
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| Then I got lost in the storm
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| Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
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| But you know that I had to go
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| Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
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| But I found one that’s stronger than stone
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| Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
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| Moon hanging low over my window
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| Shoebox of dreams hid under my bed
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| Follow the bright light city of gold
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| I had to leave to realize all I needed was here
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| Mama, we both know that there’s nothing
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| That a little time and Patsy Cline wouldn’t fix
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| Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
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| But you know that I had to go
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| Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
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| But I found one that’s stronger than stone
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| Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
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| I’ll just click my heels three more times
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| There it all is, what’s always been mine
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| Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
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| But I found one that’s stronger than stone
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| Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
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| Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
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| Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glasgow (No Place Like Home) , by - Jessie Buckley. Song from the album Wild Rose, in the genre Саундтреки