Lookin' outta my windowpane Tears minglin' with the rain I'm so lonesome I could cry, just like old Hank Starin' down the city street Feelin' empty and incomplete There's a place I need to be to fill my tank A place I can go where I can be free Where I can be happy and I just be me Ho-o-ome Where the warm wind's blowin' and the river's flowin' along Like a lazy bum in the midday sun And I've gone fishin' with my pole at the fishin' hole Where I can lay down my heavy load And know that I am always welcome home I left home I was seventeen I had a lot of ambitious dreams Seen a lot of those dreams come true, I've had good luck I ain't complain' that's for sure I got a lot to be thankful for