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The closer I get to my home Lord the more I want to be there
There´ll be a gathering of loved ones and friends Lord you know I want to be there

There´ll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
´Bout how wild that I was, and if I´d listened to them I wouldn´t be there

Well, there´s old Charlie Toll, they threw away the mold when they made him
And Jimmy McCline, it looks like the wine´s finally laid him
And Billie McRae, that I could beat any day in a card game
And Bessie McNeal, but her tears are real, I can see pain
There´s a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
´Bout how wild I was, and if I´d listened to them I wouldn´t be there

Lord thanks for ride I got a feeling inside that I know you
And if you see your way, you´re welcome to stay, ´cause I´m going to need you

There´s a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
´Bout how wild that I was, and if I´d listened to them I wouldn´t be there