Текст песни Kathy Mar -  Traveling Song   
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This is my traveling songThe end of this journey is almost in sightAn island-of-exile coffeehouse is my weary stop tonightMy friends are dying or getting marriedIt`s hard to tell which one is whichAnd I`ll be back home in my own sweet country soonIf I don`t drive into a ditchThis is my travelling songThe border guards ask for my produce to takeI tell them I`ve nothing to declare and my foot lifts off the brakeMy heart is crying "Too long you`ve tarried"It`s hard to slow down for the curveAnd I`ll be back home etc.If I don`t forget how to swerveBridge: I can know in my heart it`s a sad cliche	As the wanderlust calls me far away	And I love the good old USA	But it is not my home	To my aching heart a mem`ry reaches	Of her golden hills and endless beaches	And the lesson that it softly teaches	"California is your home.	You`ve had time enough to roam,	And it`s time to come back home."This is my traveling songI open the door and I call that I`m backAnd I ask someone just what day this is for I find that I`ve lost trackMy family`s flying in hugs I`m buriedIt`s hard to tell which way to turnAnd I`ll stay right here in my own sweet country now`Cause at last I`ve started to learnBridgeCoda: This is my travelling song      But it`s time to go back home      This is my travelling song      I`ve had time enough to roam      This is my travelling song      California is my home (x3)Words and music:  Kathy MarCopyright 2002 Kathy Mar