Walking The Long Miles Home
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| Walking The Long Miles Home |
| G |
| Oh the | last bus has gone or maybe I’m wrong |
| G |
| And the | words that flew between me and you |
| D7 |
| I must be | crossed off your list |
| C | D | G | C | D | G |
| So I’m | walking the | long miles | home, | I don’t | mind losing | you |
| C | D | Em |
| In | fact I feel | better each | step of the way |
| C | D | Em |
| In the | dark I | rehearse all the | right things to say |
| C | D | Em | A |
| I’ll be | home, I’ll be | sober by | break of | day |
| C | D | G |
| Walking the | long miles | home |
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| Not a soul is around as I put more ground |
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| And the whole town’s asleep or maybe they’re deep |
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| So I’m walking the long miles home and I don’t mind losing you |
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| Got the moon there for company each step of the way |
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| And the rhythm in my shoes keep the blues all away |
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| When you ride Shanks’s Pony you don’t have to pay |
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| Walking the long miles home |
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| Oh the party was grand but I hadn’t quite planned |
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| And while you accused me, the hours confused me |
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| And my friends had all gone |
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| So I’m walking the long miles home and I don’t mind losing you |
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| Ah there’s nobody out but the cop on the beat |
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| He’s snoring so loud I don’t hear my feet |
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| I just laugh to myself and move off down the street |
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| Walking the long miles home |
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| I’m walking the long miles home |
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| Oh walking the long miles home |
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