40 Years of Lonesome
40 Years of Lonesome (c) 2015 Timothy Crosby, BMI
You sailed across the ocean, just to see the sights
Catch a glimpse of the elephant and watch the Northern Lights
Neither one of us could ever guess that you’d be gone so long
Forty years of lonesome, now you’re home
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Forty years of lonesome that started when we parted
Forty years of lonesome while you’re gone
I’ve been watching from the front porch as the starlight turned to daylight
Forty years of lonesome, now you’re home
The days, they gathered up in little groups of seven
Captained by the moon, they marched along
To the campground of the years, Tempus Fugit flags a-flying
Forty years of lonesome, now you’re home
I never really knew how much I must have missed you
While the big wide world was calling you, I’m not the sort to roam
Then a springtime and a phone call from the blue
Forty years of lonesome, now you’re home