Scooted out of frisco over route 101, Got a hitch as far as san jose Rode aboard a greyhound till I run out of dough Bid the bus good-bye at monterrey... But I see a lot of things along the way And I did a lot of thinkin on the way.
I rode by a house, with the windows lighted up Looking pretty as a christmas tree And I said to myself, As I rode by myself Everybody's got a home but me.
I rode by a house, where the moon was on the porch And the girl was on her fellas knee And I said to myself As I rode by myself Everybody's got a home but me.
Im free and im happy to be free. To be free in the way I wanna be.
But once in a while, when im talkin to myself And theres no one there to disagree I look up and I cry To a big empty sky Wont there ever be a home for me? Oh, lord, Everybody's got a home but me.
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Eddie Ray Fisher (IPR)Publicado em 2006ECAD verificado fonograma #3390378 em 21/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM