I'm Going Home
by Chris de Burgh
I left my home by the ocean,
I left my love by the sea,
Dreaming I could sing my songs in the city...
I thought the streets of London
Would be paved with gold,
But the only gold was in the setting sun,
And these city nights are so cold.
And you know that feeling when you've been too long,
And you wanna go home and it's so strong,
I'm going home, I'm going home,
Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling
And I must get on the road,
You'll be alone, you'll be alone,
But if you're crying to the
rhythm of the falling rain,
It's alright, I'm on my way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, yea...
Jilly she's got a smile in her eye,
And a bed just right for two,Silly how much I love her, but I do,
Sunny days will be here again,
She whispered in my ear,
Oh Lord it's funny how much I've
missed the country rain,
That's a sound I love to hear...
And I know that feeling and I've been too long,
And I wanna go home and it's so strong,
I'm going home, I'm going home,
Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling
And I must get on the road,
You'll be alone, you'll be alone,
But if you're crying to the
rhythm of the falling rain,
It's alright, I'm on the way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, yea...
Oh hold on darling, I'm going home,
I'm on the way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, Hold on darling...
I left my love by the sea,
Dreaming I could sing my songs in the city...
I thought the streets of London
Would be paved with gold,
But the only gold was in the setting sun,
And these city nights are so cold.
And you know that feeling when you've been too long,
And you wanna go home and it's so strong,
I'm going home, I'm going home,
Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling
And I must get on the road,
You'll be alone, you'll be alone,
But if you're crying to the
rhythm of the falling rain,
It's alright, I'm on my way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, yea...
Jilly she's got a smile in her eye,
And a bed just right for two,Silly how much I love her, but I do,
Sunny days will be here again,
She whispered in my ear,
Oh Lord it's funny how much I've
missed the country rain,
That's a sound I love to hear...
And I know that feeling and I've been too long,
And I wanna go home and it's so strong,
I'm going home, I'm going home,
Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling
And I must get on the road,
You'll be alone, you'll be alone,
But if you're crying to the
rhythm of the falling rain,
It's alright, I'm on the way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, yea...
Oh hold on darling, I'm going home,
I'm on the way, I'm going home,
I'm going home, Hold on darling...
Something about the home on the coast and the falling leaves and the rain just made it seem appropriate. Hope you remember this song or can find an old cassette tape and sing along with us.
All you George Canyon fans will have to wait until tonight for Caitlin to update about the concert.
Travel joke of the day
A police officer pulled a woman over and gave her a speeding ticket.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" she asked angrily.
"Be sure to keep it in a safe place" he answered. "When you collect 4 of them, you get to ride a bike"
(Hmm ... maybe that is why there are so many bikers in Vancouver)
1 comment:
Chris DeBurgh writes fabulous music. (Loved the "ticket" joke)
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