Wayfaring Sons

Don't go out in the night
 Even though you know the town
 Someone always wants to fight
 You end up lying on the ground
 I dream of lying in the sun
 In my ears hear the ocean roaring
 Like all good wayfaring sons
 I traveled home
 And the rain is pouring
 Soaks me to my skin
 I duck into this public house
 Get shattered by the din
 I sailed across the sea
 My family and me
 I never knew if I'd return
 But in my memory I learned
 So here we are once again
 With my friends and the whiskey's flowing
 And as the cold night air descends
 I drift away
 And my mind it wanders
 Back to southern skies
 I call myself a fool
 I hope i wake a realize
 Twa hames are better than yin
 Some people they get nane
 Yes, round the world I've been
 No two places are the same
 I dream of lying in the sun
 In my ears hear the ocean roaring
 Like all good wayfaring sons
 I traveled home with some more good stories
 I build them up through time
 They'll all become a pack of lies
 When I'm beyond my prime