Everybody's Got a Home but Me

Everybody's Got a Home but Me - Eddie Fisher

Scooted out of Frisco over route 101

Got a hitch as far as San Jose

Rode aboard a Greyhound till I run out of dough

Bid the bus good-bye at Monterrey

But I see a lot of things along the way

And I did a lot of thinkin' on the way

I rode by a house with the windows lighted up

Looking pretty as a Christmas tree

And I said to myself

As I rode by myself

Everybody's got a home but me

I rode by a house where the moon was on the porch

And the girl was on her fellas knee

And I said to myself

As I rode by myself

Everybody's got a home but me

I'm free and I'm happy to be free

To be free in the way I wanna be

Wanna be wanna be

But once in a while when I'm talkin' to myself

And there's no one there to disagree

I look up and I cry

To a big empty sky

Won't there ever be a home for me

Oh Lord

Everybody's got a home but me