Just one more for the road
I love her more than she’ll ever know
In a rain-soaked letter home
It’s been sixteen long old days
In my prime and they cut me down
Left out on some battleground
Not far from a little town
With a European name
All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way back home
A rope swing on a willow tree
The cricket on the village green
Knee-deep in a gentle stream
In which we used to play
For king and countrymen
Shall never be the same again
Shall never hear the name again
So send me on my way
Far away, far away, far away, far away from home.
Just one more and then I’ll go
I’ll never know what I’ve never known
It could be fog or it could be smoke
It doesn’t matter anyway
Seen what I never thought I’d see
My father’s place down on market street
I never got the opportunity
As I slowly slip away
All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way back home
