Lyrics
Loneliness, well, I got plenty My pockets they are full of empty I got nothing of my own I'm up here all alone And it's a long, long way But I'm goin' home I came to town to find my trade I thought my fortune to be made But there's nothing here for me I'm lonesome as can be And it's a long, long way But I'm goin' home I know I ain't gonna be missed 'Cause I'm just a number on someone's list If I get sick, and I die There won't be no one here to cry They can have their fortune and their fame I'm goin' back where they know my name My walkin' shoes are beat I'll soon be on my feet And it's a long, long way But I'm goin' home They can have their fortune and their fame I'm goin' back where they know my name My walkin' shoes are beat I'll soon be on my feet And it's a long, long way But I'm goin' home It's a long, long way But I'm goin' home
Song details
Artist: Bobby Goldsboro
Album: Broomstick Cowboy
Release information: album: "Broomstick Cowboy" (1965)
- Film / album: Broomstick Cowboy