Headin Home
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Rusty Goodman 1. Many times on my journey, I've stopped along the way to help a weary pilgrims load to share, to share Tho at times a cool and a restful place would bid my heart to stay, but home is where my heart belongs, my father waits me there, and I'm headin home. Chorus Headin home, heading home, nothing in the world can turn me round. Headin home, heading home, In the morning, headein home when the sun comes down. 2. So I say to you, don't hold to pieces in your hand, or broken dreams that you have dreamed too long, too long. For the pieces are grains to build other castles in the sand, but put your hand in a pilgrims hand and sing a pilgrims song. |
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