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"Traveling at night, the headlights were bright And we'd been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and its warming fire [Chorus] And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has its own wings Fly over the mountain Though I'm standing still The people I've seen They come in between The cities of tiring life The trains come and go, But inside you know The struggle will soon be a fight [Chorus] Traveling at night, The headlights were bright. But soon the sun came through the trees Around the next bend The flowers will send The sweet smell of home in the breeze [Chorus] "