I hear something hangin' on the wind I see black smoke up around the bend I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeThe leaves have changed a time or two Since the last time the train came through I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeMy father's father's blood's on the tracks A sweet refrain drifts in from the past I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeThe winding roads that led me here Burn like coal and dry like tears So here's my hope, my tired soul And here's my ticket, I want to go HomeHomeHome
I hear something hangin' on the wind I see black smoke up around the bend I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeThe leaves have changed a time or two Since the last time the train came through I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeMy father's father's blood's on the tracks A sweet refrain drifts in from the past I got my ticket and I'm going to go HomeThe winding roads that led me here Burn like coal and dry like tears So here's my hope, my tired soul And here's my ticket, I want to go HomeHomeHome
