Home Is Where I Want To Be

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(mick ralphs)
Maybe i'm just a loser
Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be
Came to town with an even chance
I'm feeling down the people i meet ain't fair to me
Gave it a try but now i'm ready to cry
And run back to the place where i was raised
Maybe i'm just unfortunate
Maybe i'm alone in thinking that i've got a lot to say
Too far in to be anywhere
Lost in the place where nobody seems to know the way
Gave it a try but now i'm ready to cry
And run back to the place where i was raised
Home is where i wanna be
Home is where you'll always see
Friendly faces that'll never turn you down
Or say goodbye
Maybe i'm just a loser
Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be
Came to town with an even chance
I'm feeling down the people i meet ain't fair to me
Gave it a try but now i'm ready to cry
And run back to the place where i was raised
Home is where i wanna be
Home is where you'll always see
Friendly faces that'll never turn you down
Or say goodbye
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