Lyrics Tell My Sister - Kate & Anna McGarrigle
Weather
man
on
the
radio
Threatens
rain
maybe
snow
He
just
forecasts
he
don't
know
I
need
blue
skies
I've
got
to
go
I'm
not
a
cowboy,
I've
never
been
shot
I'm
not
a
convict
I've
never
been
caught
Tell
my
sister
To
tell
my
mother
I'm
coming
home
Home,
alone
Sunday
morning
I
boarded
a
plane
Leaving
London
England
In
the
pouring
rain
Tell
my
sister
To
tell
my
mother
I'm
coming
home
Home
alone
Someday
I'll
be
back
again
To
that
green
and
pleasant
land
Between
the
Channel
and
the
sea
Across
the
ocean,
that's
where
I
want
to
be
But
until
the,
tie
me
to
the
ground
I've
got
to
let
these
weary
bones
rest
>From
all
that
runnin'
around
Tell
my
sister
To
tell
my
mother
I'm
coming
home
Home
alone
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