It's a long way home He couldn't see too well His left eye was shot out in the war And the other one was getting so tired of watching all of the time It's hard enough keep awake and alive on this cold day As far as he knows It's gonna take 4 days For the man to catch up with the mile And there's nothing that could ever be smiling quite like Death at the door He never thought that he would be poor like that again He had a day dream And a real need for a cigarette The birds are falling And it will dark soon So he told his boots to carry on On a granite stone He didn't sleep too well He had her name at the end of his tongue He made love to his memory It stung him in the dark Morning came and it ate his heart Oh but the thunder of the river behind him Brought him up to his knees And he prayed hard enough to say please Against his odds He had a day dream And a real need for a cigarette The moon is calling And it will be dark So he told his boots to carry on