Home Again Rivers

 You took it in your stride to run away and hide 
 Thru all the pain of battle and the breaking of your pride. 

 Sweet Billy James's been asking where you've gone. 
 It's been so many years now since you've taken off the gun. 

 Well, the grass is getting dry. 
 And it seems your name they're calling; the rain, it hasn't fallen, 
 Only tears shed from our eyes. 

 They say there isn't rain 
 In the hills of West Virginia, but dying isn't in ya. 
 But the rhinestone bears your name. 

 You're the father of your child. 
 But your mind just seems to wander, let no man hold you under 
 While your heart is running wild. 

 And I've searched so many towns 
 And I've roamed so many places, I've seen so many faces, 
 But I've never known your own. 

 Well, there's gonna be a day 
 When your drinking wine is through now, and the people close to you now 
 Will have you here to stay. 

 Home again rivers, 
 Home again rivers, 
 Come home again rivers, 
 Billy's come home.

©1973 Barry, Robin & Maurice Gibb
 vom unveröffentlichten Album 
 'A Kick In The Head Is Worth Eight In The Pants'
 Danke an Thomas Grabowski