Bill Staines - I Must Be Going Home

Bill Staines

I Must Be Going Home

I Must Be Going Home
by Bill Staines
All the city lights, they burn outside our window
With the fleeing of an autumn afternoon;
I'll shed a tear if I look down upon our river
Feeling close and knowing I'll be going soon.
I grew lonesome on the road
Until I met you here that night
We talked and drank some wine
And I was blinded in your light,
But there's a lady in Montana
And I love her, so I must be going home
I should have kept on going when I had the mind to;
I should have left you here so many times before.
Now your eyes reflect a face that's quite unknowing
If this pain inside is worth the open door.
But the highway's ringing clear,
And the morning sun is low

Blue November winds are blowing,
I must leave before the snow
Cause there's a lady in Montana
And I love her, so I must be going home.
There were many times I wanted to forget her
In the early morning hours here with you,
But my heart, it lies among the Rocky Mountains
With a lady there who's always been so true.
I could hold you here forever,
I could try and find a way
We could spend our time together,
But it's morning, and I pray
That there's a lady in Montana
And I love her, so I must be going home.

Mirror lyrics:

And I love her, so I must be going home.
That there's a lady in Montana
But it's morning, and I pray
We could spend our time together,
I could try and find a way
I could hold you here forever,
With a lady there who's always been so true.
But my heart, it lies among the Rocky Mountains
In the early morning hours here with you,
There were many times I wanted to forget her
And I love her, so I must be going home.
Cause there's a lady in Montana
I must leave before the snow
Blue November winds are blowing,

And the morning sun is low
But the highway's ringing clear,
If this pain inside is worth the open door.
Now your eyes reflect a face that's quite unknowing
I should have left you here so many times before.
I should have kept on going when I had the mind to;
And I love her, so I must be going home
But there's a lady in Montana
And I was blinded in your light,
We talked and drank some wine
Until I met you here that night
I grew lonesome on the road
Feeling close and knowing I'll be going soon.
I'll shed a tear if I look down upon our river
With the fleeing of an autumn afternoon;
All the city lights, they burn outside our window
by Bill Staines
I Must Be Going Home

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