Long Way Home - Durand Jones & The Indications

I’m just a long, long way from home

I’m just a long, long way from home

Lord knows I ain’t a saint

My folks ain’t the ones to blame

I ain’t chose the path I roam

And it’s a long way home

I’m tired of the chains

That keep holding me down

And I’m stuck in the fog

That I just can’t see around

My feet grow weary

From these miles on the road

But I got my brother to help me carry the load

Well I been feelin' all alone

In this world I bought

And I been wrapped in imitations

For the love I sought

Through the risings of the water

And the nights of endless black

I know my sisters always got my back

I’m just a long, long way from home

I’m just a long, long way from home

Lord knows I ain’t a saint

My folks ain’t the ones to blame

I ain’t chose the path I roam

And it’s a long way home

So we walk along the road

That we did not plan

We boarded on the ships

To a promised land

From time we have together

To the lonesome catacomb

We don’t walk it on our own

And it’s a long way home

Well it’s a long, long way from home

I’m just a long way from home

Lord knows I ain’t a saint

My folks ain’t the ones to blame

I ain’t chose the path I roam

And it’s a long way home

We don’t walk it on our own

And it’s a long way home