Well, I've been the wild, wild driver,
sailed all over the sea.
But this thing that makes me wonder has made a fool of me.
For it took me from my childhood underneath the stars and squares.
And I hear the wind whistling through the wild,
boy,
whispering goodbyes.
And it's home by the town.
It's home by the town.
It's home by the town
when you're far across the front.
And if you see my mother,
tell her I'm keeping fine.
Will you tell her that I love her?
And I'll try to write sometime.
And if you see my mother,
give her all of my love.
For she has a heart of gold that is good as gold.
And it's home by the town.
She's home by the town.
She's home.
Home by the town
when you're far across the front.
And if you see my Alwyn,
will you tell her I'm keeping fine?
Will you tell her that I love her?
And I'll try to write sometime.
And it's home by the town.
It's home by the town.
It's home by the town
when you're far across the front.