Full of things to look back on Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night And I have a bird to sing My enemies have betrayed me Have overtaken poor Bob at last I got three legs to truck home Boys, please don't block my road I have pains in my hearts They have taken my

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home Boy got to be moving Seems like the boy is bound to roam Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go That woman's with her lover boy Never want to see her face no more Every single time

You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin'

You may be far away But you're never far from home No matter where I go No, you're never far from home Some days I like the ocean It never seems to end So help me through the motions Until I see you again Come be by my side

And the wait seems to be over All that I know Is that my life has become such a waste for you Follow your instinct It usually takes you home Don't let these words tear you down You see me hanging By the end of the rope

I was hardly home, workin' 3 to 3, seems like another time Feels like another time, there will be another time I'll get to, forget you And if you think about me, I'm 'bout to think about you Me and you cheer for my Lamborghini flexin' Workin' in the East

I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be