Home Sweet Home
Michael Martin Murphey Lyrics
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Rolling along with a tumble weed
Winter wind, cold and strong
Still it pushes me along
And wings a song on coming song
On Christmas Eve as a rightful home
On Christmas Eve
The say the beast, Christmas Eve
Can't even speak, so they believe
I know I heard in an old coyote's throat
A trembling sound lonesome note
Calls me home, Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve
As a rightful home
On Christmas Eve
Yes it alls me home on Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve
As a rightful home
On Christmas Eve
And it calls me home
On Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve
A rightful home
On Christmas Eve
The song "Home Sweet Home" by Michael Martin Murphey is a powerful retrospective tribute to the feeling of home and the sense of belonging. The lyrics describe a journey back home, during which the singer experiences the cold winter wind and the rustling of tumbleweeds as he rides through the deserted landscape. The contemplation of returning home on Christmas Eve invokes a sense of warmth, belonging, and longing. The song's powerful imagery of homecoming also resonates with the human desire to seek comfort in one's familiar surroundings.
The coyote's howl is a recurring metaphor that highlights the importance of community and the need for human connection. Despite being portrayed as a solitary creature, the coyote's howl is a reminder that we are never truly alone. Their call is a signal that one is never far from the comfort of home, which becomes especially important during the holiday season. The final repetition of the phrase "And it calls me home" is an affirmation of the idea that home is more than a physical place; it is a feeling of comfort, safety, and community.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm riding' home on Christmas Eve
I am journeying back to my place of residence on the eve of Christmas
Rolling along with a tumble weed
I progress forward freely like a rolling tumble weed
Winter wind, cold and strong
The winter breeze is chilly and formidable
Still it pushes me along
Yet, it motivates me to continue my journey
And wings a song on coming song
It hums a melody that becomes louder and clearer
On Christmas Eve as a rightful home
This eve of Christmas is rightfully deemed as my abode
The say the beast, Christmas Eve
The people claim that the spirit of the beast appears during Christmas Eve
Can't even speak, so they believe
According to them, the creature cannot speak
I know I heard in an old coyote's throat
I am convinced that I heard its subdued voice through an aged coyote's howl
A trembling sound lonesome note
A shaky and melancholic tune it seemed to produce
Calls me home, Christmas Eve
It beckons me to my rightful abode, Christmas Eve
Yes it alls me home on Christmas Eve
Most certainly, it calls me home on this very night
And it calls me home
It impels me homeward
Lyrics © SONGS OF THE SAGE
Written by: Douglas B Green
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D DuBos
Beautiful.
Dickson Moshi
nice song ever
Mark Hollenbeck
amen !