Josie works the counter at the downtown five and dime, anything
at all to help her pass the time.
Her mama keeps the baby and grandpa rambles on about the good

times playing in his mind.
It's a hard life living when you're lonely, it's a long night
sleeping alone.

It's a hard time waiting for tomorrow, it's a long, long way
home.


Josie spends the evening with the people in the pages of the
paperback she picked up at the store.
Or sometimes it's the TV, or she'll try to write a letter, oh,

they don't come too often anymore.
It's a hard life living when you're lonely, it's a long night
sleeping alone.

It's a hard time waiting for tomorrow, it's a long, long way
home.


I stare at the gray walls before me, I see her face in the
stone.
I try to imagine our baby, I wish they would let me go home. I

wish they would let me go home.
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a hard life living when
you're lonely,

(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long night sleeping
alone.
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a hard time waiting for

tomorrow,
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way
home.

(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way
home.
(I wish they would let me go home) Bringing me and the other

boys home,
(I wish they would let me go home) Bringing me and the other
boys home.