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My daddy was an Arab from BeershevaA situation so unkindMy momma was a refugee from RamallahHad to leave her land behindI grew up in this refugee campIn this unwelcome landIn this little parcel of LebanonWe were dealt a losing handAnd then one day the soldiers cameA tired old refrainI'll try to tell you what happened nextBut there's no way to explainThe soldiers raped my motherThen they killed her deadAlong with the rest of the Shatila CampWhile I hid beneath my bedI'm a-wanderin'No place to call my homePalestineAll around the world I roamMy aunt came over from JordanBrought me there to liveAnd together we've moved to half the worldLetras de cancionesOh for peace what I would giveIn Beirut, Greece and New York townI've watched the world churnBut my home is PalestineSomeday I will returnBut I'm a-wanderin'No place to call my homePalestineAll around the world I roamThis is my situationHere in the heart of the empireThat sent the 'copters and bulldozersTurned Ramallah into a funeral pyreYou've heard my storyAnd time will not allowSoon my visa will expireWhat will you do now'Cause I'm a-wanderin'No place to call my homePalestineAll around the world I roam'Cause I'm a-wanderin'No place to call my homePalestineAll around the world I roam From Letras Mania