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Owen Walsh - PA Song Lyrics



Owen Walsh - PA Song Lyrics




Early in the morning I don't see the sun rising, I see clouds
And it is getting hard to be something that would make my momma proud
Rising out of bed feeling like I already have done some wrong
Sit out on my window sill, whistling a meaningless old song

It's been a long time since I've made a dime on this guitar
It's been even longer since I've had a dream of becoming a star
But still I'm gonna make it, though I don't know when or what or why or how
Maybe not today, not tomorrow, but some fine day coming now

But count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

I walk in the door and lock it, sit and stare at the socket on the wall
They cut the line to my phone, so I guess that I won't know if you call
But who am I to kid, if you did, I don't know what I would say
Just I wish that I could see you, but until I do have a very nice day

And count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

I've done every kind of gig, small and big, well I guess not all that big
I've done every kind of scheme, chased every dream, played every game that I could rig
But down every road I turn, I get further from where I need to go
And the only thing I'm sure about is that there's nothing that I really know

But count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

Well I can't go home this way
I just can't go home this way
No I can't go home this old way
I just can't go home this way
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Early in the morning I don't see the sun rising, I see clouds
And it is getting hard to be something that would make my momma proud
Rising out of bed feeling like I already have done some wrong
Sit out on my window sill, whistling a meaningless old song

It's been a long time since I've made a dime on this guitar
It's been even longer since I've had a dream of becoming a star
But still I'm gonna make it, though I don't know when or what or why or how
Maybe not today, not tomorrow, but some fine day coming now

But count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

I walk in the door and lock it, sit and stare at the socket on the wall
They cut the line to my phone, so I guess that I won't know if you call
But who am I to kid, if you did, I don't know what I would say
Just I wish that I could see you, but until I do have a very nice day

And count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

I've done every kind of gig, small and big, well I guess not all that big
I've done every kind of scheme, chased every dream, played every game that I could rig
But down every road I turn, I get further from where I need to go
And the only thing I'm sure about is that there's nothing that I really know

But count on me in the morning
Count on me anytime of the day
I'm going home to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way

Well I can't go home this way
I just can't go home this way
No I can't go home this old way
I just can't go home this way
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Writer: Owen Walsh
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