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Show me the way to go home.
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed.
Oh, I had a little drink about an hour ago.
And it went right to my head.
| Amount of texts to »home« | 48, and there are 47 texts (97.92%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
| Average lenght of texts | 93 Characters |
| Average Rating | 6.771 points, 15 Not rated texts |
| First text | on Apr 1st 2001, 00:14:50 wrote Titania about home |
| Latest text | on Feb 18th 2018, 03:37:54 wrote Jeff about home |
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on Jul 1st 2014, 23:17:18 wrote
on Aug 24th 2003, 04:45:50 wrote
on Jul 18th 2014, 22:00:03 wrote |
Show me the way to go home.
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed.
Oh, I had a little drink about an hour ago.
And it went right to my head.
Back home again in Indiana,
And it seems that I can see,
The gleaming candlelight still shining bright
Through the sycamores for me.
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
from the fields I used to roam.
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash,
then I long for my Indiana home.
Now, all the time I had been on my visit, I had been ungrateful to my home again, and had thought little or nothing about it. But I was no sooner turned towards it, than my reproachful young conscience seemed to point that way with a ready finger; and I felt, all the more for the sinking of my spirits, that it was my nest, and that my mother was my comforter and friend.
I often leave home early in the morning, and roam about fields and lanes all day.
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