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Home For A Rest

Spirit of the West

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Spirit of the West

Spirit of the West

Performer

Kelly

Vocals

Mann

Vocals

Hugh McMillan

Bass

Jerry Adolphe

Drums

Linda McRae

Accordion

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Geoffrey Kelly

Composer

John Mann

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Danny Greenspoon

Danny Greenspoon

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left

These so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest

[Verse 2]

We arrived in December and London was cold

We stayed in the bars along Charing Cross Road

We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak

Kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats

[Chorus]

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a week

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations

Will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

[Verse 3]

Euston Station the train journey North

In the buffet car we lurched back and forth

Past old crooked dykes through Yorkshire's green fields

We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled

[Chorus]

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a week

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations

Will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

[Verse 4]

By the light of the moon, she'd drift through the streets

A rare old perfume, so seductive and sweet

She'd tease us and flirt, as the pubs all closed down

Then walk us on home and deny us a round

[Chorus]

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations

Will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

[Verse 5]

The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb

The spirits we drank are now ghosts in the room

I'm knackered again, come on sleep take me soon

And don't lift up my head till the the twelve bells at noon

[Chorus]

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations

Will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home!

Written by: Geoffrey Kelly, John Mann

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