Home - Gary Puckett

And every night they lie awake

And dream of mama’s chocolate cake

And wonder if they’ll be a tomorrow

And will they ever see their home and their family

Or will they ever be back home

And boys who never learned to pray

Look to the heavens everyday

And stumble through a simple little prayer

And ask the Lord above

To send them home to the one’s they love

Oh god I hope they make it home

And every day some young man die’s

And in the night some young girl cries

He’ll never hear his baby’s laughter

He’ll never ever see his home and his family

Or what he’s done for you and me

But I guess he’s on his way back home