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I've spent too long away from homeDid all the things I could have doneGone are the days of endless thrillsI know I'm not the only oneSo long, I'm goin', goin' home...I saw the streets all ripe with jewelsBalconies and the laundry linesThey tried to make me welcome thereBut their streets did not feel like mineSo long, I'm goin', goin' home...I want the sun to hit my faceThrough oak trees in the open lotForget about the things you wantBe thankful for what all you gotSo long, I'm goin', goin' home... From Letras Mania