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I'm (G)sitting
in a railway station, got a (Bmin)ticket
for my (F)destina(E)tion(E7).
(Amin)On a tour of one night stands, my
(F)suitcase and guitar in hand,
And (G)every stop is neatly planned for
a poet and a (D)one man band.
(G)Homeward
(C)bound,
I wish I (G)was.
Homeward (C)bound,
(G)Home, where my (C)thoughts
escaping,
(G)Home, where my (C)music's
playing,
(G)Home, where my (Amin)love
lies waiting (D)silently (G)for
me.
Everyday's an endless stream
of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories,
And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be...
(G)Homeward (C)bound,
I wish I (G)was.
Homeward (C)bound,
(G)Home, where my (C)thoughts
escaping,
(G)Home, where my (C)music's
playing,
(G)Home, where my (Amin)love
lies waiting (D)silently (G)for
me.
Tonight
I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend,
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity,
Like emptiness in harmony, I need someone to comfort me.
(G)Homeward (C)bound,
I wish I (G)was.
Homeward (C)bound,
(G)Home, where my (C)thoughts
escaping,
(G)Home, where my (C)music's
playing,
(G)Home, where my (Amin)love
lies waiting (D)silently (G)for
me.
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