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• Artiste: Kim Richey
• Titre: A Place Called Home
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Well, it's not hard to see Anyone who looks at me Knows I am just a rolling stone Never landing anyplace to call my own To call my own Well, it seems like so long ago But it really ain't you know I started out a crazy kid Miracle I made it through the things I did The things I did Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow ‘Til then, I travel alone And I make my bed with the stars above my head And dream of a place called home I had a chance to settle down Get a job and live in town Work in some old factory I never liked the foreman standing over me Over me Oh I'd rather walk a winding road Rather know the things I know See the world with my own eyes No regrets, no looking back, no goodbyes No goodbyes Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow ‘Til then, I travel alone And I make my bed with the stars above my head And I dream of a place called home