I hear something hanging on the wind
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I see black smoke up around the bend
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I got my ticket
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I'm going to go home
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The leaves have changed a time or two
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Since the last time the train came through
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I got my ticket and I'm going to go home
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My father's father's blood is on the track
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A sweet refrain drifts in from the past
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I got my ticket and I'm going to go home
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The winding roads that led me here
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Burn like coal and dry like tears
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So here's my hope
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My tired soul
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So here's my ticket
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I want to go home
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Home
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Home
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My Father's Father
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| The Civil Wars |
