No Place Like Home

My daughter saw me in my little brown dress

Up on the TV

It was 1963

By the reflecting pool, I heard Dr. King

Speak of a dream

and it wasn’t just a dream

CHORUS:  I’m always coming back

Every city has a Grand Street

There’s no place like home

There’s no place like home

I’ve been to all of the United States

I’ve traveled on

and the wind will do you in

1,000 elephants of experience

Can’t weigh me down

Cannot weigh me down

CHORUS:

First time I ever heard of dirty rice

I was at Popeye’s in Louisiana

Going down Bourbon Street

Eating pralines

Hearing the jazz bands play

I’ve been on cruise ships in the Bahamas

Listening to my girlfriends talking about all this drama

And the big curtain started to sway

Shoo shoo shoo

But when you see that Terminal Tower

You know you’re coming home

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