I'm coming home tomorrow, my work here's almost done
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Now all I have is sorrow for in time, we all go up in smoke
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I'm coming home tomorrow, I've given back my gun
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For all I own is borrowed and in time, we all go up in smoke
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We all go up in smoke
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Silently as my tears flow, this fear keeps on burning
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As I sleep and the winds blow, to you I'm returning
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I'm coming home tomorrow, I'll never meet my son
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I am a local hero, but in time, we all go up in smoke
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Silently as my tears flow, my soul keeps on yearning
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As I sleep and the winds blow, this world keeps on turning
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I'm coming home tomorrow, my work here is all done
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Now all I have is sorrow for in time, we all go up in smoke
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We all go up in smoke
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Up In Smoke
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| Colin Hay |
