Tekster:
Snow Hank Home Call

me [ ac.guitars ] Everything may go wrong as I pull all day long but when the shadows fall Then the cares of the day slip softly away as I hear that old home call

Stuffed my heart in a bag and I slammed the back door If I get home, it'd be a home no more Took off runnin' in the middle of the night I was aimed for

Hey pretty mama you're the only woman I love And your daddy's gonna love you but I just can't have you blues Honey ease my mind You told me if I called

whippoorwill thrills And the mountains so high where the cataract spills Take a look at the falls and the rippling rills Hear the wanderlust call of the

night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated Sam McGee Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows Why he left his home in the

lace I used to call funny face She's gonna cry Until I tell her that I'll never roam So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home Chattanooga

train to pass by What will become of the hobo whenever his time comes to die Has the Master up yonder in heaven got a place that we might call our home

Somewhere a telephone is ringing right now Someone's old sweetheart is on the line She's calling to patch up an old love affair Oh I wish it was mine

Plate From the old Lake Shore and the Erie Line he yodeled to a Cadillac Eight He yodeled his way to the C & A the Lackawanna and I C He rode a rattler called