Long Way From Home) Lyrics

The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving,    
There's nobody nobody knows on the street;              
A few stranded souls standing cold at the station,      
An nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep.               
                                                        
Chorus:
Lord, would you look at you                             
now that you're here, ain't you                       
proud of your peers                                   
and the long way you've come?                         
        
All alone, all the way                                  
on your own, who's to say                             
that you've thrown it away for a song?                
Boy, you've sure come a long way from home.             
                                                        
So it's so long to so many so far behind you,           
Fair-weather friends that you no longer know;           
You've still got the same lonely songs to remind you    
Of someone you seemed to be so long ago.                
                                                        
Lord, would you look at you                  
now that you're here, ain't you            
proud of your peers                        
and the long way you've come?              
        
All alone, all the way                       
on you own, who's to say                   
that you've thrown it away for a song?     
Boy, you've sure come a long way from home.