The roads are the dustiest, The winds are the gustiest
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The gates are the rustiest, The pies are the crustiest
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The songs the lustiest, The friends the trustiest
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Way back home
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(Back home)
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The trees are the sappiest, The days are the nappiest
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The dogs are the yappiest, The kids are the scrappiest
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the jokes the snappiest, the folks the happiest
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Way back home
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DonĄ¯t know why I left the homestead
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I really must confess
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IĄ¯m a weary exile
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Singing my song of lonliness
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The grass is the springiest, The bees are the stingiest
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The birds are the wingiest, The bells are the ringiest
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(the hearts) the hearts the singiest
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(the arms) the arms the clingiest
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Way back home
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(What about the sun) The sunĄ¯s the blaziest
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(And the fields) The fieldĄ¯s the daziest
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(And the cows) The cowĄ¯s the graziest
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(And the help) The helpĄ¯s the laziest
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The boys, Are the wittiest
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The girls, Are the prettiest
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Way back home
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The pigs are the snootiest, The owls are the hootiest
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The plantĄ¯s the fruitiest, The stars the shootiest
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The grins the funniest, The smiles the sunniest
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Way back home
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DonĄ¯t know why I left the homestead
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I really must confess
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IĄ¯m a weary exile
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Singing my song of lonliness
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The food is the spreadiest, The wine is the headiest
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The pals are the readiest, The gals are the steadiest
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The love the livliest, The life the lovliest
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Way back, way back, way back, home
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(No place like home)
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Home sweet home
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Way Back Home
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| Bob Crosby & The Bob-Cats |
