Well, she looked so small She looked so frail It was like the world forgot her As she stood outside the jail They sit and stare They rarely speak She comes to see him The same time every week And never wants to leave But she knows she must Then the yellow cab comes right on time And scoops her up like a speck of dust When it's time to go home It's time to go home Where the night stays too long In a world that's just gone wrong It's time to go home How did one summer Become nineteen years? The Alaskan winters took their toll And then they made it clear The gillnets and seiners The salmon and crab The dull-eyed girls of Ketchikan That took all that I had I could sell the boat Cash the whole thing down Move back to the Forty-Eight Just tell stories back in that small town When it's time to go home It's time to go home Where the night stays too long In a world that's just gone wrong It's time to go home Well, your t-shirt's clean Like your dungarees And in two days you will be On your way overseas Sit on the bed With a warm six-pack Ah, it's not like how they said But it's too late now to take it back So you make some calls But no one's home You nurse your beers And spend the long night by the telephone When it's time to go home It's time to go home Where the night stays too long In a world that's just gone wrong It's time to go home