when the wind bares the trees
and them clouds are pushin' east,
come on inside,
dry your clothes,
warm your bones,
get a glass and set yourself at ease.
when the dust in your room
covers all that you do
get yourself outside
mornin train pull it away
hear the whistle play and set yourself at ease.
theres a house by the hill,
how i long for it still,
my home sweet home,
home sweet home,
home,
home,
home,
home.
home,
home,
home,
home.
