Said goodbye to Miss Jenny, sleeping on a subway grate
Say goodbye to all the ladies, waiting for the tricks to show
Got a hundred dollars, more than I need to score
Got a hundred dollars, just enough to get me home
Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields
To the almond groves, to the old homestead
See my Ma and Pa, my big brother Jack
Went to Kandahar, but he never come back
Kid from Maricopa had no family left
Worked at Port of Oakland, fell in with the narco set
Ended up a junkie, living in my brother's car
Don't shed a tear for me, home ain't so far
Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields
To the almond groves, to the old homestead
See my Ma and Pa, my big brother Jack
Went to Kandahar, but he never come back
Yeah he didn't come back
International boulevard, ladies don't you weep and moan
I've gone to a better place off the dirty streets
Mr Patel, won't you send my ashes home?
Spread 'em in the old family almond grove
Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields
To the almond groves, to the old homestead
See my Ma and Pa, my big brother Jack
Went to Kandahar, but he never come back
Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields
To the almond groves, to the old homestead
See my Ma and Pa, my big brother Jack
Went to Kandahar, but he never come back
Gonna see him now
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