All of my friends that I loved yesterday Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home) The songbird that sings in the dale seems to say Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)
They’ve joined the heavenly fold They’re walking the streets of pure gold They left one by one As their work here was done Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)
Life here is lonely since they’ve gone before Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home) The old weeping willow that stands by the door Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)
They’ve joined the heavenly fold They’re walking the streets of pure gold They left one by one As their work here was done Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)
All of my friends that I loved yesterday Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home) The songbird that sings in the dale seems to say Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)
They’ve joined the heavenly fold They’re walking the streets of pure gold They left one by one As their work here was done Gone home (they have gone home) Gone home (they have gone home)