Come On Home | A Song by Jon David Miller

If your speakers are on, you'll probably hear the song "Come On Home"

Mississippi River, dark and murky

As I cross at Memphis Tennessee;

My mind goes trailin' back to where I came from;

And it leaves me wonderin' where I'll be.

The night has fallen, and my eyes are heavy;

I've been sleepin' little if at all;

         My thinkin' wanders on to days that might have been,

And to people I should call.

Winding thoughts, my memories go racin' 'round my head,

Take me back to the days I used to know;

Finding thoughts I trace again the paths that I might tread;

They tell me that I've got no place to go,

And they say, "Boy, ain't it time you come on home."

On into Texas, past the pines and country farms,

Dallas skyline through the haze;

Comes the dawn, back home visions grip me,

And my mind becomes a maze.

Back to my friends, who stayed behind together

As I went on the road alone,

Leaves me wonderin' how the circlin' time seems to separate a man

From all the dreams he's ever known.

Winding thoughts, my memories go racin' 'round my head,

Take me back to the days I used to know;

Finding thoughts I trace again the paths that I might tread;

They tell me that I've got no place to go,

And they say, "Boy, ain't it time you come on home."

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Jon David Miller

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