Song of Home

Well, it's written in the wind 'fore the story does begin I will go back to my kin across the sea That's a bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home Endlessly Well, the further I must go then the nearer I must stay Men have sailed The seven seas to be free Then like that bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear The song of home Endlessly I can see the harbor lights Hear the foghorns in the night All up and down the lough Calling From the rocky shores of Maine, I will sail back home again Back to where my heart longs to be And the bird that's on the wing And it's flying free It can hear the song of home Endlessly Can see the harbor lights Hear the foghorns in the night Goes up and down the lough Calling, calling From the rocky shores of Spain I will sail back home again Back to where my heart will always be And like a bird that's on the wing And is flying free It can hear the song of home Endlessly It can hear the song of home Endlessly It can hear the song of home Endlessly