Tell My Sister (1971 Version, NYC)

Tell My Sister (1971 Version, NYC) - Kate & Anna McGarrigle

Weather man on the radio

Threatens rain maybe snow

He just forecasts he don't know

I need faire wether

I've got to go

I'm not a cowboy

I've never been shot

I'm not a convict

I've never been

Caught

Tell my sister

To tell my mother

I'm coming home home alone

Sunday morning boarded a plane

London England in was pouring rain

Tell my sister to tell my mother

I'm coming home home alone

Someday I'll go back again

To that green and pleasant land

Between the channel and the sea

Across the ocean that's where I want to be

But until the tie me to the ground

I've got to let these weary bones rest

From all my runnin' around

A tell my sister to tell my mother

I'm coming home home alone

And an my blues or gone a once again I'm gain

I'm gonna hot again ochain line a

I'm gonna sel way

A tell my sister to tell my mother

I'm coming home home alone