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Miller Roger 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

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

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

Traducere: Reeves, Jim. Home Feat Roger Miller.

Traducere: Roger Miller. Nu este Coming Home Tonight.

Traducere: Roger Miller. Verde, iarba verde de Acasa.

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

His footprints can be found On the graves of dead young soldiers On the amber covered plains Killed by radio-active rains And his traces can be found

I want to tell you one more time Lady America, I love you 'cos you're mine My mind keeps going back to Oklahoma It's my home and where I come from