Bob Dylan - I Was Young When I Left Home [Home-Recording] Lyrics

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I was young when I left home an' I've been out a-ramblin' 'round
An' I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home, Lord, to my home
An' I never wrote a letter to my home

It was just the other day, I was bringin' home my pay
When I met an' old friend I used to know
Said, "Your mother is dead an' gone an' your sisters all gone wrong
An' your daddy needs you home right away''

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny on my name
But I can't go home this a-way
This a-way, Lord, Lord, Lord
An' I can't go home this a-way

If you miss the train I'm on, count the days I'm gone
You will hear that whistle blow hundred miles
Hundred miles, honey baby, Lord, Lord, Lord
An' you'll hear that whistle blow hundred miles

An' I'm playin' on a track, ma'd come an' woop me back
On them trusses down by ol' Jim McKay's
When I pay the debt I own to the commissary store
I will pawn my watch an' chain an' go home
Go home, Lord, Lord, Lord
I will pawn my watch an' chain an' go home

Used to tell my ma sometimes when I see them ridin' blind
Gonna make me a home out in the wind
In the wind, Lord in the wind
Make me a home out in the wind

I don't like it in the wind, wanna go back home again
But I can't go home this a-way
This a-way, Lord, Lord, Lord
An' I can't go home this a-way

I was young when I left home an' I've been out a-ramblin' 'round
An' I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home, Lord, Lord, Lord
An' I never wrote a letter to my home
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