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I hear something hanging on the windI see black smoke up around the bendI got my ticket I want to go homeThe leaves have changed since I were to leaveSince the last time the train came throughI got my ticket and I want to go homeMy father's Father's blood is on the trackA sweet refrain of sin from the pastI got my ticket and I'm going to go homeThe winding roads that led me hereBurn like coal and dry like tearsSo here's my hopeMy tired soulSo here's my ticketI want to go homeHome Home Aus Songtexte Mania