A Place Called Home — текст песни (Kim Richey)

Its not hard to see

Anyone who looks at me

Knows I am just a rolling stone

Never landed any place to call my own

To call my own



Well it seems like so long ago

But it really aint you know

I started off a crazy kid

Miracle I made it though

The things I did

The things I did



Some day Ill go where

There aint no rain or snow

Till then Ill travel alone



And Ill make my bed

With the stars above my head

And dream of a place called home



I had a chance to settle down

Get a job and live in town

Work in some old factory

I never liked the foreman

Standing over me

Over me



No I rather walk a windy road

Rather know the things I know

See the world with my own eye

No regrets no looking back no good byes

No good byes



Someday Ill go where there aint no rain nor snow

Til then Ill travel alone

And I make my bed

With the stars above me head

And I dream of a place called home



Na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na

Na na na na na ah na

Ah na na

Na na na



And some day Ill go where there aint no rain nor snow

Till then Ill travel alone



And I make my bed

With the stars above my head

And dream of a place called home



Some day Ill go where there aint no rain nor snow

Dream of a place called home