Lyrics Richard Hawley

Richard Hawley

Coming Home

Going to the station, ticket in my hand

Gonna see my lady, think she'll understand, my lord

Walkin to the river, take my rocking chair

Let that feeling overtake me, drift away from here, my lord

I think I'm coming home to you, my lord

I think I'm coming home, my lord

Got a situation, blowin' in my head

Got a short time to stay here, long time to stay dead, my lord

Goin' to the station, it's time for me to go

Don't think that I will miss you, when that whistle blows, my lord

I think I'm coming home to you, my lord

I think I'm coming home, my lord

I think I'm coming home, my lord

Don't know if it's the force, or the situation

But something just bother's me

Don't know if I can make it

Somewhere else

Goin' to the river, take my old chair

Let that feeling overtake me, drift away from here, my lord

Drift away from here, my lord

Drift away from here, my lord

Drift away from here, my lord.