Homeward Bound sing and play along

I'm sittin' in the railway station,

got a ticket for my destination.

Mm.

And On a tour of onenight stands my suitcase and guitar in hand and ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a oneman band.

Homeward bound, I wish I was

homeward bound.

Home, where my thought's escaping, home,

where my music's playing, home, where my love is waiting silently for me.

(3.) Ev'ry day's an endless stream tion,

of a cigarettes and magazines.

tion. Mm.

But each town looks the same to me;

the movies and the factories and ev'ry stranger's face I see for reminds me that I long to be

homeward bound, I wish I was

homeward bound.

Home, where my thought's escaping, home,

where my music's playing, home, where my love is waiting silently for me.

(3.) for me.

Silently for me.