East West
Over the ocean
Perpetual motion
Traveling aroundNo rest
Singing and playing
Night out and day in
Doing the roundsWhat a great life this must seem!Swelled joints
Everything classy
Nothing is tacky
Only the bestLush girls
Older and dying
Sighing and crying
"This is success!"What a great life this must seem!But when I hear your voice
Singing out
The Bells Of Home
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)Cold times
A wind through the houses
The bleakness arouses
A longing to leaveTime flew
I wanted to see you
Somehow I could not do
Because of successWhat a strange life this can be!But when I hear your voice
Singing out
The bells of home
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)
Songwriters
GOULDMAN, GRAHAMPublished by
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.