We're homeward bound across the blue sea.
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Going home.
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We're homeward bound across the blue sea,
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And we're come from the old country.
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And away, love, away.
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Going home.
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We're homeward bound this very day,
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And we're come from the old country.
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The sails are unfold and the anchor's aweigh.
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Going home.
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She yeilds to the breeze as she gathers her way,
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And we're come from the old country.
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And away, love, away.
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Going home.
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We're homeward bound this very day,
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And we're come from the old country.
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We're homeward bound across the blue sea.
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Going home.
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We're homeward bound across the blue sea,
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And we're come from the old country.
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And away, love, away.
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Going home.
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We're homeward bound this very day,
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And we're come from the old country.
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The Rio Grande
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| Mike Oldfield |
