| You know I wish I was in Richmond
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| You know I do, wish I was back home
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| You know I wish I was in Richmond
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| The land I was raised, the place I’ve always known
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| And now I’m waiting in New York City
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| The rain is falling, no one seems to see
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| And all the salesmen, they take notice
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| Forget the rushing lives for the rushing brides to be You know I wish I was in Richmond
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| You know I do, I wish I was back home
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| She didn’t change me, she forgave me So now it’s time, time for me to leave
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| Like broken glass in my broken hands
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| I’m broken down, this I do believe
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| You know I wish I was in Richmond
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| You know I do, wish I was back home
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| You know I wish I was in Richmond
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| The land I was raised, the place I’ve always known
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| And as a frost comes, I’ve learned some
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| Not to make the same mistakes again
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| Laws are learned as rule books burn
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| But what all I know leads to still, my friend
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| I’m going back, back to Richmond
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| You know I am, you know I’m going home
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| I’m going back, back to Richmond
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| The land I was raised, the place that I call home |