Текст песни Kenny Price - Going Home For The Last Time
Kenny Price - Going Home For The Last Time слова песни
I was down and out as any man could beSleeping in a mission they have for guys like meMy shoes for a pillow beneath my head a cold hard mattress for my bedI was really feeling sorry for meSitting on the bench next to mine I could seeThis poor soul in so much worse shape than meYet a smile was on his face he said it`s my last night in this placeThen he lit a cigarette and said to meOh tomorrow the sun`s gonna shine shine shineAnd I`m a going home to stay this timeOh how happy my folks will be it`s been so long since they`ve seen meYes tomorrow I`m going home for the last time[ strings ]The night got up and not much time could have gone byThen I woke up to see the plans were ten feet highHe dropped his cigarette and as the flames caught his bedI recall the last words I`ve heard him sighedOh tomorrow the sun`s gonna shine...Yes friends tomorrow he`s going home for the last time