I left home at a young age
In search of something more
Looking back now
I had no idea what I was searching for
I’ve never settled down
I am always moving on
Make a promise in the night
By morning, I’ll be gone
Oh, Lord, take me home
Laid my father in the ground
Threw a handfull of dirt and walked away
I carry him inside me now
I can hear him when I say
Oh, Lord, take me home
Seven angles gather
At the corners of the day
I can hear them singing
As the light fades away
My beard is full of white
My children are all grown
I hope I’ve done them right
Now that they are on their own
Oh, Lord, take me home
Oh, Lord, take me home