Hey little girl with tears in your eyes Don't waste your time now asking me why I don't know I know I'll just be moving along You say that home is where my love is at I said that home is where I hang my head The time has come to sing a traveling song
You want a house and a lot of close friends I love the feel of my back to the wind The two won't match you know the cage they wile would be wrong You think that love is friends a child and a home You can't buy love on a twenty year alone The time has come to sing a traveling song
Someday where we sat in your old porch swing A tamer man may offer you a ring A man that wants his friends and neighbors a child and a home Don't waste your tears on love that never could be What's right for others just ain't right for me The time has come to sing a traveling song mhmm mhm
Compositor: Kenneth Wilson Jones (BMI)Editores: Copper-creek-music Inc (BMI), Slapich Music (BMI)Publicado em 1970ECAD verificado obra #11775131 e fonograma #43658087 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM