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Time for the singer Time for the singer boy to make his way home A prodigal I've been distressed This lonely child can't make it on his own I've been traveling states away I've been playing in a bluegrass band Now it's the coming home Of the son and brother again Time has slipped away I don't know if I can play another tune They want me to build single handed A road up to the moon They only pay me nickels and dimes In a game that I can never win So it's the coming home Of the son and brother again It's been a long long time Since I've seen all of my family and friends I want to hear them tell their stories Tell 'em all about the places I have been So open all your doors up wide Invite all the neighbors in For the coming home Of the son and brother again Aus Songtexte Mania