Buck Owens Homeward Bound
I'm sittin' in the railway station got a ticket for my destination mhm
On a tour of one night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound I wish I was homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me
Every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines mhm
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories and every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound...
Tonight I'll sing my songs again I'll play the game and pretend mhm
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness and harmony I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound...
Silently for me silently for me
