Homeward Bound

I've seen street corner preachers spending' discharge pay
 Between periods of gettin' stiff
 And happy tipplers singing' songs of discontentment
 With each and every passion' sip
 From the bookmaker's clerk on the rowdy racing' circuit
 Known as Tom Sharkey's brawling' bar
 To the tenders at the pubs through the illegal sporting clubs
 In this town, I call my home
 You see, I come from a family who more or less traditionally
 Sends it's boys off to serve Uncle Sam
 "Obey your orders and protect your country", said this father to his Disheartened son
 You see, I've traveled overseas, seen forks in the road from Raven to the Pubs near Cunard Pier
 But the things weren't the same, at the place where I became
 A man in this town, I call my home
 I'm goin' home
 I've seen street corner preachers, spending' discharge pay
 Between periods of gettin' stiff
 And happy tipplers singing' songs of discontentment
 With each and every passion' sip
 From the bookmaker's clerk on the rowdy racing' circuit
 Known as Tom Sharkey's brawling' bar
 To the tenders at the pubs and illegal sporting clubs
 In this town I call my home
 To the tenders at the pubs and illegal sporting clubs
 In this town I call my home