Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
Brent Bourgeois
As the last burst of sunlight peeked over the sea
And the wind and the cold water purified me
A cleansing of body as old ocean rolls
Though I can't say the same for my poor wretched soul
Well it's been seven years since I first left my girl
I've wandered and traveled all over the world
But I still haven't found one as perfect as she
I don't know what the devil has come over me
I'm a long way from home
But home is where my heart is telling me to go
Yeah, I'm a long way from home
Now if I had a nickel for ever time that I said:
"I'm coming home soon" well I could retire
With pride in my pocket I lay down and pray
For the spirits and demons to be swept away
Now be still for a moment so I can explain
I'm a drifter of oceans, a runaway train
It would ne'er do your heart well to tangle with me
Alone I arrived here, alone I shall leave
I'm a long way from home
But home is where my heart is telling me to go
I'm a long way from home
Home, home
At the first ray of sunlight I'm back on my feet
It's good to move early in the tropical heat
A prodigal son with the whole world to roam
Yet she will always remind me I'm a long way from home
A Long Way from Home was written by Brent Bourgeois.
A Long Way from Home was produced by Brent Bourgeois & David J. Holman.