Goin' Home
On the hill where Custer was,
Making his last stand,
With the Indians all around,
And his gun in his hand.
Such a wind was blowing that day,
Through the battleground,
I could feel it in my hair,
As I turned towards downtown.
Weaving through the buildings,
Cutting though the streets,
Slicing through the culture,
Piling on the weeks.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home.
Dropping in on you my friend,
Is just like old times,
Said the fool who signed the paper,
To assorted slimes.
It's hard to get blood from a stone
But for you I'll give it a try,
To provide your accomodations,
And leave you satisfied.
You'd think it was easy,
To give your life away,
To not have to live up to,
The promises you made.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home.
Elusively she cut the phone,
Moved from cell to cell,
Really looking remarkable,
And obviously doing well.
She made a turn on a wooden bridge,
Into the battleground,
With a thousand warriors on the ridge,
She tried to turn her radio down.
Battle drums were pounding,
All around her car,
She saw her clothes were changing,
Into sky and stars.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home, I'm going home.
Going home.
Ir a casa
En la colina donde estaba Custer
Haciendo su última posicia
Con los indios a su alrededor
Y su arma en la mano
Tal viento soplaba ese día
A través del campo de batalla
Podía sentirlo en mi cabello
Al girar hacia el centro de la ciudad
Tejiendo a través de los edificios
Recortando las calledes
Cortando a través de la cultura
Apilando las semanas
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa
Te estoy echando encima, amigo mío
Es como en los viejos tiempos
Dijo el tonto que firmó el papel
A los estilizos surtidos
Es difícil obtener sangre de una piedra
Pero para ti lo intentaré
Para proporcionar su alojamiento
Y dejarte satisfecho
Pensarías que era fácil
Para regalar tu vida
Para no tener que vivir a la altura de
Las promesas que hiciste
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa
Elusivamente cortó el teléfono
Trasladado de celda a célula
Realmente se ve muy llamable
Y obviamente va bien
Hizo un giro en un puente de madera
Al campo de batalla
Con mil guerreros en la cresta
Intentó bajar la radio
Los tambores de batalla estaban en libra
Todo alrededor de su coche
Vio que su ropa se cambiaba
Al cielo y las estrellas
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa, me voy a casa
Me voy a casa