to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me, arms areaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green, green grass of home
ain't comin' home tonight The water in the well at home is bad The water in the well at home is bad The water in the well at home is bad And she gave
comin' home tonight I ain't comin' home tonight I ain't comin' home tonight My soul is restless and the moon is bright Water in the well at home
up my heart and go home I can see the first signs of autumn all at once all the flowers have gone Certainly I feel so forgotten think I'll pick up my heart and go home
my heart and go home I can see the first signs of autumn All at once all the flowers have gone Suddenly I feel so forgotten Think I'll pick up my heart and go home
A home where trees grow tall The home fires burn the whippoorwills call A home where the river runs cold The water tastes good the winters ain't cold A home where trees grow tall The home
to turn the key Emptiness is all that waits inside for me That's how it is when the one you love is gone That's how it is when your house is not a home
Traduzione: Reeves, Jim. Home Feat. Roger Miller.
Traduzione: Roger Miller. Quando una casa non è una casa.
Traduzione: Roger Miller. Non Is Coming Home Tonight.
Traduzione: Roger Miller. Io Pick Up My Heart And Go Home.
Traduzione: Roger Miller. Green Green Grass Of Home.
Traduzione: Roger Miller. Home.
(by Roger Miller) Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the trains feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
start off wrong change ya life, do you get a break Cause every drug dealer don't mean wrong But narcotics in the ghetto get you scrilla home And rappers
if I don't make it back. If the good Lord call's me home I'd like to think my friend would think about me when I'm gone. Miller Light ain't my brand,
l'm a two pack a day man, smoke like a fiend Like a burned out bearing in a bad machine l can't breath in the morning 'til l get myself a cigarette
I'm a two pack a day man, smoke like a fiend Like a burned out bearing in a bad machine I can't breath in the morning 'til l get myself a cigarette lit