Testi:
Peter Paul Mary Rolling Home

ain't been told, Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold. They're so afraid of being old, So scared of dying, so unknown And so alone, rollin' home. Well, I see

ain't been told, Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold. They're so afraid of being old, So scared of dying, so unknown And so alone, rollin' home. Well, I see

a home where the buffalo roam And the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day Home, home