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I'm so far from home |
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It seems like yesterday |
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I started to roam |
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I'll be back round again |
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When I can't stay too long |
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I'll be there just in time to tell you |
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That I'm moving on |
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They say that somewhere |
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Sun always shines |
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And out in the river |
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Casting their lines |
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They're not catching nothing |
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But they stay there all day |
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And the water beneath them |
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Is rolling away |
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I'm so far from home |
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It seems like yesterday |
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I started to roam |
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I'll be back round again |
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When I can't stay too long |
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I'll be there just in time to tell you |
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That I'm moving on |
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It's cold in the mountains' |
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Rivers and streams |
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And the sparkling city |
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Will swallow your dreams |
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And the beautiful desert |
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Is too hot to go on |
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And the cold running water |
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Is just a mirage |
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I'm so far from home |
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It seems like yesterday |
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I started to roam |
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I'll be back round again |
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When I can't stay too long |
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I'll be there just in time to tell you |
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That I'm moving on |
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I'll be there just in time to tell you |
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That I'm moving on |