John Parr - Comin' Home текст песни

Текст песни Comin' Home - John Parr



Headin′ down this iron road
These six strings on my back
Must be twenty years or more
Since this train roared down the track
Sometimes I hear the whistle blowin'
Conductor shoutin′ all aboard
But I'm rustin' in the stockyard
Said that′s all I was good for
I dream I′m heading down this iron road
I dream I'm heading back
I′m building up a head of steam
And I'm burnin′ up the track
I see her wavin' from her window
I′m smiling... wavin' back
I don't feel so alone
I′m comin′ home
And it feels like the first time
I'm comin′ home
Comin' home for the last time
Stokin′ up the embers
I can see the fire rise
Every flame burnin'
Lightin′ memories in her eyes
All im asking from you is a second chance
I'm comin' home
And it feels like the first time
I′m comin′ home
See the world in a new light
I'm comin′ home
See the world in a new light
I'm comin′ home



Авторы: John Parr


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