Paroles de I’m Going Home

Take the first train out of this town Ah, there's no use in staying here I pack my old bags, put on my gray [?] I'm going home Was the old bathrooms? Rooms and [?] floors Watching a cockroach scale the wall To this life, I fled Oh, how the devil's been fair I'm going home I'm going home I'm going home No more sorrow Lord, can't feel no more pain All these are things long gone by But there is one more demand To lean on a friend I help me to give up So long farewell, my friends Oh, how you stay to tremble my soul I pack my old bags, put on my gray [?] I'm going home I'm going home I'm going home I'm going home