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Gone, gone, I'll be coming home soon, long as I can see the light.

Pack my bag and let's get moving, 'cause I'm bound to drift away.

I'm gone, gone, you don't have to worry no more, long as I can see the light.

Guess I've got that old prevalent bone, but it'll be a long, long, long, but I won't, won't, get in my way no more.

Long as I can see the light.