| Right 'round the corner
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| Down by the canyon
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| I met a man who lost his way.
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| He said I’m the son
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| Of a sailor
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| Who never showed me his face.
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| But daddy’s gone.
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| And my momma met a maker
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| Oh to hell with that place.
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| So I said quit your talking
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| Your sideways walking
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| Time to find another path to take.
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| Quit your wining
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| Your blood-shot crying
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| Faking like you’re dying never pays.
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| Just go home.
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| You need you some home.
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| Oh you need you some home.
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| Her name was Peggy Sue.
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| And her daddy hung the moon.
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| In her eyes, he could do no wrong.
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| But then he started drinking
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| Like there’s a message in the bottle.
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| Now daddy’s painting Peggy black and blue.
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| She closes her eyes
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| Through the hero’s demise.
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| Holds to her hope beyond the sky.
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| She takes a breath.
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| Weight comes off her chest.
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| She finds a way to weather through the storm.
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| She cried out home.
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| I need me some home.
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| Oh I need some home.
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| (Some home)
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| I found myself on a train to California.
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| At twenty-five years of age.
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| Set beside me was a lonely rose of wanderer.
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| Two’s always better they say.
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| So we made our plans.
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| She gave me a hand.
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| We ain’t go no time for looking back.
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| I was bruised and beaten.
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| Lost for many reasons.
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| Only love would make you understand.
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| Home.
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| I love me some home.
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| I love me some home.
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| (Some home)
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| Hey I love me some home.
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| We’re all bruised and beaten.
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| Lost on account of many reasons.
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| But only love would make you understand.
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| Home.
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| Oh I love me some home.
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| Oh I love me some home.
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| (Love me some home.)
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| Yeah I love me some home.
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| Oh I love me some home.
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| (Love me some home.)
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| Love me some home. |