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<< Take It Home >>
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--- B.B. King
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Way down South there's a clear stream running
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In the night I feel my heart turning
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I'm feeling some day I'd like to come
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Back to the place I started from
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Take it home
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Country night with the stars above me
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Way down there with the ones who love me
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Mother, Sister, Father, Son
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They mean more than anyone
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Take it home
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Fall winds blow and the red leaves falling
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Don't know there's a voice keeps calling
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Saying, you have found your song
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You've been gone so long
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Take it home
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Seems my life is a long road winding
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Gone so far but the ties are binding
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I'll pack up my bags and fly away
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To a far better day
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Take it home
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Don't know why I was made to wander
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I've seen the light, lord I've felt the thunder
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Someday I'll go home again
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And I know they'll take me in
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Take it home
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Take It Home
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| b.b. king |
