![Dorothy - McKinley](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/32847542496033925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 14.04.2008
Song language: English
Dorothy |
I could build houses that wouldn’t bend with the breeze |
Not like my own home of not so brave straw, with a wolf |
Living in every part of the yard. |
They don’t mean |
To be greedy, that’s just what they are |
Falling asleep I feel the walls bending |
Close to a buckle. |
Auntie Em, Auntie Em |
God would you look what’s coming |
This was no storm I could sleep through |
Like some silly Dorothy, it blew |
Holes in me before I could say, «There never was |
A place, there never was a place like home.» |
I was going to join Custer’s army or John Wayne’s posse |
On my Bantan bike I’d ride away. |
I never spoke |
Of my plans to travel. |
I was too afraid |
I wouldn’t be begged to stay |
Now falling asleep I feel the walls bending |
Close to a buckle. |
Auntie Em, Auntie Em |
God would you look what’s coming |
This is no storm I can sleep through |
Like some silly Dorothy, it’ll blow |
Holes in me before I can say, «There never was |
A place, there never was a place like home.» |