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