The Professional Wanderer
When you’ve knocked about the country—been away from home for years;
When the past, by distance softened, nearly fills your eyes with tears—
You are haunted oft, wherever or however you may roam,
By a fancy that you ought to go and see the folks at home.
You forget the family quarrels—little things that used to jar—
And you think of how they’ll worry—how they wonder where you are;
You will think you served them badly, and your own part you’ll condemn,
And it strikes you that you’ll surely be a novelty to them,
For your voice has somewhat altered, and your face has somewhat changed—
And your views of men and matters over wider fields have ranged.
Then it’s time to save your money, or to watch it (how it goes!);
Then it’s time to get a ‘Gladstone’ and a decent suit of clothes;
Then it’s time to practise daily with a hair-brush and a comb,
Till you drop in unexpected on the folks and friends at home.
When you’ve been at home for some time, and the novelty’s worn off,
And old chums no longer court you, and your friends begin to scoff;
When ‘the girls’ no longer kiss you, crying ‘Jack! how you have changed!’
When you’re stale to your relations, and their manner seems estranged ;
When the old domestic quarrels, round the table thrice a day,
Make it too much like the old times—make you wish you’d stayed away,
When, in short, you’ve spent your money in the fulness of your heart,
And your clothes are getting shabby . . . Then it’s high time to depart.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Home Sweet Home
Met this girl called josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one
Had to get married, being chased out of town
Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down
Call it home sweet home, home sweet home
Eleven floors up in a tower block
Happy just to have a home
Ive gone and changed the lock on our home
Nothing really worked out right, things got broke,
They stayed that way
None of our friends came around at night and little sam got
No place to play
Weve got to get out of here, bill she said Ive been telling
You all the while
When I came home from work that night shed jumped out the
Window with our chiled
From our home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to take a rest, just a place ot make our nest
-- we call it our home
When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didnt
Know what to do
Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel
On the double
And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
Bought myself a country house with an antique carved
Oak door
It was home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said
About in our home sweet home.
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Time Changed Everything
John rainey-atkins/bowie
The town is not the same
My friends dont know my name
Lots of things have changed
Things seem so wrong
Since Ive come home
Its been a year or so
Since I had to go
I wonder if shes waiting
Or has she betrayed
The promise she made
Now as Im walking to her
My doubts are too much to bear
Was she faithful or untrue?
If Ive lost her, what will I do
Now, were face to face
As her eyes meet mine
The answer I find is
Time changed everything
Time changed everything
Time changed everything
But her
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Only Memories Left
Searching my youth of another day
of time that went away
back in the old home town
with family and friends, brings a frown.
To be home again
of my search I begin
the places I remember are gone now
to progress they have bowed.
So many changes in the city
every thing gone, oh it's a pity
my youth was here for many years
to see how it's changed brings tears.
It's true you can't go home again
to the place it all began
memories is all I have left
to my heart the memories have cleft
Can't Walk You Home
You're a rich girl we all know
daddy runs an airline,
mummy's eye is on the dough
and the butlers' on the bread-line
You're so bright you glide through school
brains run in the family
You've been taught the "how do you do"
and all your men are manly
I'm just a boy, not what you're used to
That is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why (Why) I can't walk you home
I don't want to run you down
I don't mind the money
but last time when you asked me round
you said I was funny
Pulling strings and pony tails
just to get to know me
The only time you'll ever fail
is when you try to own me
I'm not a toy, I'm no use to you
That is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why (Why) I can't walk you home
[Mike Solo]
I'm just a boy not what you're used to
That is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why I can't walk you home
that is why (Why) I can't walk you home
song performed by by Level 42
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Coming Home
Ive not been home
For so many years
And I did not regret being gone
Please tell me when did we talk
And when did we show
That we do care for something called love
Oh no, dont you despair now
Im as grown up as can be
Cant you forget everything
And this time listen to me
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - why dont you help me
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - why dont you love me
Its time to remember
What weve done together
I guess it is more than we know
And we should be open
And turn back the wheels
As far as we can go
I know I am your son
And everything else dont seem real
I want you back like never before
I cant take another goodbye
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - please, cant you be there
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - please, dont you leave me
Whats dones done - Im your son
Ive been hurt by your lies
I want peace after all
Thats why I want you to let me come home
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - lets fight together
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - Ive so much to tell you
Home - Im coming home
Im coming home - time heals the scars of the past
Im coming home
Im coming home - to be by your side
Im coming home - Im coming home
Im coming home - Ive so much to tell you
Im coming home - Im coming home,............
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Home Is Not Where The Heart Lies
Home is not where the heart lies.
Home is where there are too many sins to name.
Home is where I cry too many times.
Home has no meaning.
Home is where all of my woes lie.
Home has no love for me.
Home makes me sad.
Home I cannot stand.
Home is where I get picked on most.
Home is where I hate most.
Home I wish would disappear.
Home is only adding to more of my troubles.
Home is where all my family hates me.
Home is where my sister won’t leave me alone.
Home is where my step father won’t stop picking on me.
Home is where my mum won’t stop babying me.
Home is no longer home.
Home has too many things to think about.
Home has too many too many troubles.
Home is where I do secrets no-one knows about.
Home is where everyone lies.
Home is not where the heart lies.
poem by Ellie Parker
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Its About Time
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the its about time album, and has also been released on the country classics album.
Theres a full moon over india and gandhi lives again
Whos to say you have to lose for someone else to win
In the eyes of all the people the look is much the same
For the first is just the last one when you play a deadly game
Its about time we realize it were all in this together
Its about time we find out its all of us or none
Its about time we recognize it these changes in the weather
Its about time, its about changes and its about time
Theres a light in the vatican window for all the world to see
And a voice cries in the wilderness and sometimes he speaks for me
I suppose I love him most of all when he kneels to kiss the land
With his lips upon our mothers breast he makes his strongest stand
Its about time we start to see it the earth is our only home
Its about time we start to face it we cant make it here all alone
Its about time we start to listen to the voices in the wind
Its about time, its about changes and its about time
Theres a man who is my brother, I just dont know his name
But I know his home and family because I know we feel the same
And it hurts me when hes hungry and when his children cry
I too am a father and that little one is mine
Its about time we begin to turn the world around
Its about time we start to make it the dream weve always known
Its about time we start to live the family of man
Its about time, its about changes and its about time
Its about peace and its about plenty and its about time
Its about you and me together and its about time
Words by john denver, music by john denver and glen d hardin
song performed by by John Denver
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Homebody
well i flew in on the plane yesterday
nose pressed to the glass i watched us come into the bay
and then i asked myself why i left this place
seeking solace in a change and now it's changed my face
i know they'll say there's something to be said for trying out new things
but i know i say there's something i've been missing here along the way
oh, yea
there's something bout coming home to california
theres something about coming home
it's so hot outside that i could fry an egg
but i'm eating taco bell and getting high instead
with my eyes spread wide i smoke a cigarette
watch the sun roll by with nothing in my head
and i know they'll say there's something to be said for curiosity
but i know i say i'll save my west coast dreaming for some other day
oh, yea
there's something bout coming home to california
theres something about coming home
there's something in the way we move
something in the daily news
there's something in the air i breathe
and something in the way i see
there's something in these orange walls
the southern california fall
there's something in the clothes she wears
and something in the way she stares at you
i'm so far away from home and i need it
song performed by by Zox
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The Home Fire
The home fire
(george weiss / bob thiele)
Pardon the smile on my face my friend
Dreamin of reachin my journeys end
Im headin straight for my hearts desire
Gee, its good to know Im near the home fire
All of the folks that I love are there
I got a date with my favourite chair
With every step every hope grows higher
Didnt know how much I missed the home fire
The noises, the tv, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the screaming of kids
For the first time in years Ill sleep like a log
Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if youre ever in town inquire
Well be glad to have you share the home fire
Yes, the noises, the tv, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the scream of the kids
For the first time in years Ill sleep like a log
Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if youre ever in town inquire
Well be glad to have you share the home fire
Well be glad to have you share the home fire
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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I, Too, Do Not Want Any Friends For Money
what are friends for?
we meet again
this time, we wear a different kind of hair
mostly grey and lesser in number
balding head, and bluer lips, and
sunken sockets and bony cheeks
ears seem wider and longer
neck a little bit lower
stooping shoulders
and clumsy hands and a memory
that find it hard to name names
and places
we meet again at the ticketing office
of this port
this boat that will take us home
tonight
it is your back facing me
as you are talking to the clerk
homebound
you are homebound
on little packs
i still recognize your voice
but i have doubts
you are that harsh now
impatient and so demanding
it is my turn
and you face me
your eyes are still the same
now turning so friendly
my friend it is you
how are doing?
we hug, we cry,
we shake hands
we speak about the university
we look forward to be back
home to our past
this is what are friends for,
we do not speak about money
we do not have any.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Am I Awake?
Am I awake?
What time is it?
When I get through this day,
Can someone tell me how
And how much longer now?
Am I awake?
The coffee's cold,
Did I forget to drink it yet?
Did I forget?
My clothes are wet
I dont remember drinking it
When I get throught this part,
Will the next one be the same?
Will i be wondering if I'm awake?
These are the not the clothes
I had on when I went to bed
And something else besides my hand is grooving from my head
And when I close my eyes it looks the same
As when I opened them again.
Am I awake?
What time is it?
Is it that time again?
Wasnt it already then
So does it has to be that time it was again
When I get through this day,
Can someone tell me how
And how much longer now?
Am I awake?
Am I awake?(echo)
When I get thru this day,
Can someone tell me how
And how much longer now?
Am I awake?
When I get thru this day,
Can someone tell me how
And how much longer now?
Am I awake?
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I Am Coming Home
Take my hand
and I will close my eyes
guide me home
and as a child
I will eagerly fantasize
Its been along time since I've been home
and I hope I am nearly there
no matter how far you are, they say
home knows no race, no distance
home is fair
home is at the end of war
home is in the peacfull sun
home is in the mornings breeze
home is where it all began
they say, even if you run away
home can still find you
they say you cant have it all
but occasionaly you deserve do
home is in a Child's laughter
home is in a lover's arms
home is in a new chapter
home is where you make it yours
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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Old Folks at Home
1 Way down upon de Swanee ribber,
2 Far, far away,
3 Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
4 Dere's wha de old folks stay.
5 All up and down de whole creation,
6 Sadly I roam,
7 Still longing for de old plantation,
8 And for de old folks at home.
9 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary,
10 Ebry where I roam,
11 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary,
12 Far from de old folks at home.
13 [Solo] All round de little farm I wandered
14 When I was young,
15 Den many happy days I squandered,
16 Many de songs I sung.
17 When I was playing wid my brudder
18 Happy was I --.
19 Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,
20 Dere let me live and die.
21 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary,
22 Ebry where I roam,
23 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary,
24 Far from de old folks at home.
25 One little hut among de bushes,
26 One dat I love,
27 Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,
28 No matter where I rove
29 When will I see de bees a humming
30 All round de comb?
31 When will I hear de banjo tumming
32 Down in my good old home?
33 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary,
34 Ebry where I roam,
35 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary,
36 Far from de old folks at home
poem by Stephen C. Foster
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The Missing Finger
You left us with ten fingers and,
Came back with nine fingers;
What really went wrong?
Fifteen years away from home,
We are yet to know what really went wrong;
Fifteen years away to make some money,
What really went wrong with your missing finger?
You made enough money and thought that,
You were richer than the President;
Today, you've returned home poorer than before!
There is time for everything,
A time to gain and a time to lose;
What really went wrong?
From a flight to your plight,
Who will help you now?
Fifteen years awayto make some money,
But today you can't even eat well at home;
From a flight to your plight,
Today you can't even sleep well at home;
Fifteen years away to make some money,
The very colours of the rainbow with a view;
You left us with ten fingers and,
Came back home with nine fingers;
What really went wrong?
From a flight to your plight,
Fifteen years away to make some money;
From the land of red, gold and green! !
From a flight to a plight,
It's all part of a lesson;
You are now at home at last.
The President was at the stadium but,
Where were you?
It is better to be humble than to boast.
Flight, sight, might, bright, tight, light;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Bite, kite, height, fight, eight, plight;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Quiet, rite, white, night, site, write;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Today, the President is better off than you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Must Be The Place
Home is where i want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - burn with a weak heart
(so i) guess i must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok i know nothing's wrong . . nothing
Hi yo i got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up + say goodnight . . . say goodnight
Home - is where i want to be
But i guess i'm already there
I come home - -she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did i find you, or you find me?
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this where i'll be . . . where i'll be
Hi yo we drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all tose kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till i'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head ah ooh
song performed by by Talking Heads
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It Is Nice To Be Back Home
we cross the seas wanting to see the bigger waves
the other islands
we sail the rivers to hear the beauty of its songs
we go uphill we want to see the world from another eyes
we want to change some views
we plan to make changes of our lives
we want to trim some trees to desired shapes
we want to be familiar with other paths
we compare we make arrangements for new ways
we spend so much time
talking and partaking their drinks and food
seeking new combinations of tastes
then we stop and decide to come home at last
we make some notes
we bring dirty clothes and some new pictures
new memories
nothing compares still
to this home
to be back and make this conclusion
we live better because we smell this smell that we still love
this old home these old selves still wanting be be nothing
but just these old selves
at home and still lovers and friends
you are home at last and you check if your plants in the garden did not die
i go to my room and hold the blanket to my nose
this is the smell of home
this old self this sweetness of who i am
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Back Home
(Dolly Parton)
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home
Why I can't believe it's been this long
Since I've seen mom and dad
When I left my mountain home behind
I left them both so sad
My brothers and my sisters that were babies then are grown
Years have past and now at last, I'm on my way back home
Back home, back home
Yes I'm going back home
To the factory smoke and city life, I'm sayin' so long
I've shed a lot of tears through all the years that I've been gone
And I've spent a lot of time a' wishin' I could go back home
I got a letter from mama an'
Mama asked me if I'd come back home
She says it sure is lonesome now
Since all of us kids are all growed up and gone
I just can't hardly stand the thoughts of
Momma and daddy being left there all alone
That's really all I need to know
And now I'm on the road back home
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home
To the smog an' smoke an' city life, I'm sayin' so long
I've shed a lot of tears through all the years that I've been gone
And I've spent a lot of time a' wishin' I could go back home
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Call Me Home By: Taylor Donnelly
Call Me Home
By: Taylor Donnelly
Please call me home
even when my thoughts begin the roam
because its you and me
everything and more do you see
that valley with the trees
the birds and the bees
oh please just call me home
my thoughts are like your dark locks pulled thought a comb
the tangles stretched till they break
pulled as tight as it can take
I'm pray'en that the rain will never come
you may think that its dumb
but it will wash away everything that we've done
The sun will take a nap under its water blanket oh that sun
and then her mascara once again will run
so please call me home
especially when my thoughts begin to roam
let the music ring out till it finds my ears
and I'll hold you tight help each other forget our childish fears
can you please make me cold enough to bare the brunt of this
can you please warm me up with another warm kiss
these is little i don't want from you so
please call me home
please call me home
call me home
poem by Taylor P. Donnelly
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A House Is Not A Home
A house is not a home
and now neither is ours
the day you left there world
left our faces with a throne
and though you were ready
we still wish it didn't have to be
cause a house is not a home
when its filled with sadness and misery
Bickering and arguments
left this family in pieces
as rules and laws are bent
and friends go away like diseases
a house is not a home
if a smile no longer comes
and time no longer stops
a house is not a home
if a heart beat feels like a stomp
poem by Robert Roberts
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One More Time
Im going way down south to louisiana, tonight
Well, Ill just close my eyes
And everythings alright
And though Im really far away
Ill make my get away
And no one need really
Know that Ive been gone
One more time for the good times
That far out weigh the bad
One more time for the good times
When love was all we had
Im going way down south to baton rouge
Well, Ill just close the door
And turn out all the lights
And all the images dance by
Of folks and friends who lie
Back home where things are slow
And easy going
One more time for the good times
That far out weigh the bad
One more time for the good times
When love was all
When love was all
When love was all we had
One more time
song performed by by Carpenters
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