Everybody’s Got a Home But Me – Eddie Fisher – letras

Scooted out of frisco over route 101,Got a hitch as far as san joseRode aboard a greyhound till I run out of doughBid the bus good-bye at monterrey…But I see a lot of things along the wayAnd I did a lot of thinkin on the way.I rode by a house, with the windows lighted upLooking pretty as a christmas treeAnd I said to myself,As I rode by myselfEverybody’s got a home but me.I rode by a house, where the moon was on the porchAnd the girl was on her fellas kneeAnd I said to myselfAs I rode by myselfEverybody’s got a home but me.Im free and im happy to be free.To be free in the way I wanna be.But once in a while, when im talkin to myselfAnd theres no one there to disagreeI look up and I cryTo a big empty skyWont there ever be a home for me?Oh, lord,Everybody’s got a home but me.