From the railhead to the boatyard,
From the factory to the farm,
From the mine to the mill yard,
I've weathered the storm.
From the barroom to the bedpost,
I've wasted my days.
All I have is my drink
And the time left to think
While the time slips away.
Just look at my face when you tell me good-bye.
You'll see what I'm after by the look in my eye.
Just walk away and leave me alone.
It's a long way back home.
Now in case you should ask me
What it is that I've done,
I'd say I'm a soldier
Who once had a son.
But the son doesn't know me.
That's his right to choose.
O say, can you see,
My best friend is me?
I'm a friend I can use.
Just look at my face when you tell me good-bye.
You'll see what I'm after by the look in my eye.
Just walk away and leave me alone.
It's a long way back home.
Now the pages have faded,
The story grows cold,
And the plot falls to ashes
Like the ruins of old.
Those rats in my rafters,
They're after my shoes,
And anything else
They can find on the shelf,
I've said they could use.
Just look at my face when you tell me good-bye.
You'll see what I'm after by the look in my eye.
Just walk away and leave me alone.
It's a long way back home.
It's a long way back home.