I'll be right there...
I'm headed home. My family misses me now. It's clean and bright, and I'm covered. Wandering. Pleasant: the village folks they stare and smile. I'm simple but it's rude to say.
Side by side with his memories his deeds are subtle. "It's worth your weight in gold"-- your weight in...! I heard notes of the music leaping upward, familiar jokes are playing...
As I watched his swaying form, I pictured me far from home. Toughen up, grab my bags: "Answer me. I'm waiting." Write my folks: I'll be gone for some time. I'll write. Sincerely, Me.
One by one the notes die. It's too late, it's too late...
Take me back to where I'm from!
We'll meet again: it's a long way down, you don't need that from anyone (but it sure sounds nice). You've changed...but you gave me a great account (of your) bad luck. Daily life made it seem worthwhile.
loveless gentlemen fill the battlelines
I know that you're home every single night.
I've been on my front porch staring to the state line. We can see it so well. We can see it so well! Gonna work a few months and get my rent straight I, I'll be on my own (and I'll be on my own!). I've been out of my mind, it's been over my head. We've been treated so well, we've been treated so well. I found them at my house: we considered it; we've still been talking all night.
...We've been talking all night; I've been up here all night looking from my back porch. We can see it so well, we can see it so well. Every time we get caught we think of it from here: we can see it so well, we can see it so well, we can see it so well, we can see it so...