Roamin' Home

Nov. 2, 2012

Roamin' Home

I'm tired as a bone,
      and home is where I'm roamin,
Home!
Home!
HOME!
Home is where I'm roamin'!
Where the girls are sweet
     and feed you,
Where the men all laugh
     and greet you,
And your Mother and your Father
      hold you close,
           hold you close.
They sing you songs of old,
      keep you warm when winds are cold,
Home
Home
HOME
      is where I'm roamin'!