Maybe tomorrow I won't go home
Maybe she won't even care
At seven she'll throw
A kiss t'war-ard the door
And smile at my empty chair
For there's nothing there
For a man to cli-ing to
Nothing to pull me back home
Only the girl that's a stranger to me
Breathin' on flames that are gone
Home isn't where
I hang up my hat every night
And home isn't anything
Like cold arms holdin' me tight
That's not right
And home isn't some pla-ace to go
Just to feel all a-alone
That's no-ot home
Maybe she might never see me-ee again
Maybe that's the best way
I'll join myself to some south blowin' wind
And leave her to find her own way
And maybe I'll find home some day
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