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There's me and daddy out at Lunan Bay |
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Now looking dandy stepping out Saturday |
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I can still see the buses |
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Lined up to take the dancing home |
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That's me on the stairs suitcase in hand |
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Kidding on but knowing that one day he planned |
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To leave all that behind |
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And see what the big smoke's saying |
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These are just some photographs talking |
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Make it look easy |
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To imagine just walking |
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Back into someone's arms |
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And feeling |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
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Maybe you have a question too |
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You recognize a face in unfamiliar shoes |
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You don't see a man just someone broken down |
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Standing in front of you |
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This could be just a photograph talking |
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I make it look easy |
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To get up and start walking |
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Back out of these arms |
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And feeling |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
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I'm just |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
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Homesick |
