Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And weæ?? been up many an hour
And all through my brain

Came the refrain
Of home and it warming fire


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And Home
Sings me of sweet things

My life there has it own wings
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still


The people I've seen
They come in between

The cities of tiring life
The trains come and go,
But inside you know

The struggle will soon be a fight

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Traveling at night,
The headlights were bright.

But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend
The flowers will send

The sweet scene of home in the breeze

CHORUS