|
From the railhead to the boatyard |
|
From the factory to the farm |
|
From the mines to the millhouse |
|
I've weathered the storm |
|
From the bar room to the bedpost |
|
I've wasted my days |
|
All i have is my drink |
|
And the time left to think |
|
While time slips away |
|
Just look at my face |
|
As you tell me goodbye |
|
You'll see what i'm after |
|
By the look in my eye |
|
Just walk away |
|
And leave me alone |
|
It's a long way back home |
|
Now in case you should ask me |
|
What it is that i've done |
|
Well i say i'm a soldier |
|
Who once had a son |
|
But my son doesn't know me |
|
That's his right to choose |
|
Oh say can you see |
|
My best friend is me |
|
I'm a friend i could use |
|
Just look at my face |
|
As you tell me goodbye |
|
You'll see what i'm after |
|
By the look in my eye |
|
Just walk away |
|
And leave me alone |
|
It's a long way back home |
|
Now the pages have faded |
|
The story grows cold |
|
And the plot falls to ashes |
|
Like the ruins of old |
|
Those rats in my rafters |
|
They're after my shoes |
|
And anything else |
|
They can find on the shelf |
|
I've said they could use |
|
Just look at my face |
|
As you tell me goodbye |
|
You'll see what i'm after |
|
By the look in my eye |
|
Just walk away |
|
And leave me alone |
|
It's a long way back home |
|
It's a long way back home |
