Home

I left my home and set to roam

As far away as I could have gone

Burt my heart longed for so much more

So I found myself on a foreign shore

But there ain't no place that I'd rather be

Then anywhere in this old world with you lying next to me

Sins were sown in San Antone

So I travelled south far as I could have gone

I found myself with an Argentine

At the business end of a bottle of a wine

But there ain't no place that I would rather be

Than on the world's slowest boat to Italy

Yeah there ain't no place that I would rather be

Then anywhere in this mean old world with you lying next to me

With you lying next to me

I stumbled round nearly every town

I've played the fool yeah I've been around

I lost my mind in Palestine

I've acted completely byzantine

Down the corridors of Ecuador

I ran afoul I know the score

But of all the faces that I have known

Your's is the only one that feels like home

Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be

Than on the world's slowest boat to Italy

Yeah there ain't no place that I would rather be

Then anywhere in this old world with you lying next to me

You lying next to me

You lying next to me

You next to me

You lying next to me

You lying next to me

You next to me

You lying next to me

You lying next to me