The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving
There's nobody, nobody knows on the street
A few stranded souls standing cold at the station
And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep
Lord, would you look at you
Now that you're here, ain't you?
Proud of your peers
And the long way you've come
All alone, all the way
On your own who's to say
That you've thrown it away for a song
Boy, you've sure come a long way from home
So it's so long to so many, so far behind you
Fair weather friends that you no longer know
You still got the same lonely songs to remind you
Of someone you seemed to be so long ago
Lord, would you look at you
Now that you're here, ain't you?
Proud of your peers
And the long way you've come
All alone, all the way
On your own who's to say
That you've thrown it away for a song
Boy, you've sure come a long way from home
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