I'll Be Home

I don't know what I knew before the smoke was in my 
uniform,
The devil's tail, the whale of York, the brown saloons and 
candy whores,
I'm glad I've got your quills in me, that open road was 
killing me,
Some master's voice was willing me to roam.

My one, my only,
My one, my only,
My one only love I'll be home.

I don't know what He grew before the giants and the 
unicorns,
But the trumpets and the gallop horns are blowing in a 
minor chord,
So let your tear drops fall away, the open road is calling 
me,
And I am bound for Albany and Rome.

CHORUS

And he'll be in the suden land, the day that great 
Gibralter falls,
The fusselliers of Arlemagne, the warriors and clones,
But I'll keep that in my memory, and I'll give you the rest
 of me,
And I will do my best to leave the foreign girls alone.

CHORUS