I've been to Paris I've been to Rome Seen a little bit of the world that's known But it seems no mather where I go I know this world it ain't my home I've got keys to a house that is long gone And keys to a car with rust and chrome I got keys to things i'l never own 'Cause I know this world it ain't my home And you take me so very close But I can't cut down this taught that grows That no mather where I rest a wrong I know this world it ain't my home And sometimes it seems a far of a dream Just inside but out of reach And i don't know where to go but i jus keep goin' Cause i know this world it ain't my home And you take me so very close But I can't cut down this taught that grows That no mather where I rest a wrong I know this world it ain't my home And maybe I could try to fall in love again Find a little house with a picked fence But you know that im tryheaven man To that distant country and that far of land On when my time is used and done I will see that final settin' sun And i'l leave evreything i've ever known And that house above it will be my home