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WHEN ARE YOU COMING HOME
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COUNTRY POEMS I'm tired of being alone
You're out on the road
I am carrying a load too.
Yes, that's true.
Nobody calls on
the phone, anymore.
A fact, I can't ignore.
I'm all alone
I have nothing to do.
Nothing to view.
Don't want to look at a book.
No, don't want to see, a video or a DVD.
Or TV.
I have no friends.
Just want this to end.
I want to be, see your wife.
I need a better life.
I try. Sometimes, I cry.
