20 lyrics for "Home, home is where the heart is"

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets
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The way you'd love her The way you'd love to love her How's your heart been beating? How's your skin been keeping? How's the dream been going since you came back home this time? And left her out there somewhere Told her how you feel but Never really got
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You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets
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My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty
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For my home and my English rose But my heart still beats But I'd long to be Oh, my heart still beats Across the sea By the Tennessee skyline They told me I'd find my hopes and my dreams In the bed of my true love Back where I came from
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Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop (Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P And I ain't going nowhere, so you can get to know me) Coming up I was confused, my mommy kissing a girl Confusion occurs coming up
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You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets
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Seagull carry me, over land and sea To my own folk, that's where I want to be Every beat of my heart Tears me further apart I'm lost and alone in the dark I'm going home Through these misty eyes I see lonely skies Lonely road to Babylon
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My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty
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