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Whoever wrote that web site
really screwed up the lyrics.
Gene Pitney did a good version of it.
A few more corrections:
>
> http://members.home.nl/mvankalsbeek/0001-0100/CR0054.htm
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> I'M AFRAID TO GO HOME
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>
> Artist(s)
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> Written by
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> USN
> :
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> :
>
> :
> Cliff Richard
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> Geld / Udell
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> CR0054
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>
>
>
> I'm afraid to go home
>
> I'm afraid to go home
>
> Got worries on my mind
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> I'm afraid of what I'll find
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>
>
> Will my family be gone?
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> I'm afraid to go on
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> Back to Tennessee...
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> I'm afraid of what I'll see
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>
>
> As I walk down this dusty road
> Got a heart with a heavy load
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> Ain't a thing that's the same
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> So much sorrow and pain
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> Heading home in a single file
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> Every inch is a quarter mile
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> Ain't heard nobody sing
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> Ain't seen one living thing
>
>
>
> Someone's waiting for me
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> Honey, sweet as can be
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> I wanna hold her tight
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> Lord, make her be alright
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>
>
> Maybe round the next bend
>
>
> All the ashes will end
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> Valleys will be green
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> Instead of what I've seen
>
>
> I'm afraid for the scrubby pine
> And that sweet honey suckle vine
>
> I'm afraid for my home
>
> Over fields that I roam
>
> As I go on that homeward road
>
> Guess my heart just can't take the load
>
> I'm afraid to go home
>
> I'm afraid to go home
>
>
>
> Sherman's been to my town
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> Burnt it all to the ground
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> Now there's not a tree
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> Between Memphis and the sea
>
> Now there's not a tree
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> Between Memphis and the sea
>
>
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