It’s a long way home
He couldn’t see too well
His left eye was shot out in the war
And the other one was getting
So tired of watching
All of the time
It’s hard enough keep awake and alive
On this cold day
As far as he knows
It’s gonna take four days
For the man to catch up with the mile
And there’s nothing that
Could ever be smiling
Quite like death at the door
He never thought that he would be poor
Like that again
Oooh
He had a day dream
And a real need for a cigarette
Oooh
The birds are falling
And it will dark soon
So he told his boots to carry on
On a granite stone
He didn’t sleep too well
He had her name at the edge
Of his tongue
He made love to this memory
It stung him in the dark
Morning came and it ate his heart
And the sun shot holes in his mind
Oh but the thunder
Of the river behind him
It brought him up to his knees
And he prayed hard enough to say please
Against his odds
Oooh
He had a day dream
And a real need for a cigarette
Oooh
The moon is calling
And it will be dark soon
So he told his boots To carry on