Malcolm Holcombe Goin' Home
same ol' sirens on the west side
same ol' troubles right down town
you tried to hold me like no tomorrow
you tried to keep me on your mind
I still hear the mornin' thunder
I still see you through a window
oh Lord it's gettin' colder tonight
oh Lord summer's 'bout all gone
right behind you is my suitcase
follow me boy we're goin' home
why can't you open up your eyes
it don't matter 'bout my size
I can't figure out nothin'
I can't figure out what to say
oh Lord it's gettin' colder tonight
oh Lord summer's 'bout all gone
right behind you is my suitcase
follow me boy we're goin' home
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goin' home
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goin' home
