Take Me Home
Roger Daltrey Lyrics


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By Eli/Axel Bauer/Roger Daltrey/Nigel Hinton
© 1987 Chappel Music, Inc.,ASCAP

Forty days of living hell
Force nine gale, broken sail
What a story I could tell

Forty days of ocean roar
Now two nights to kill on shore
Stars fall, girls call, take me home

Walking through this empty town
Cuts me up and brings me down
I'm shipwrecked on my own

Passing cars striptease bars
And I'm drinking all alone
Lost dreams, gull screams, take me home

But this machine inside my head
Remembers every word she said
But this machine inside my head
Is telling me this dream is dead
And leaves me drifting high and dry

Read light beauty calls me in
Smoky haze, shifty gaze
And the dead night smells of gin

As rage and emptiness collide
Just feel a burning deep inside
Waves growl, winds howl, take me home

Someone please now rescue me
From the chains of the sea
I'm drifting endlessly




Someone please set me free
I'm sinking helplessly

Overall Meaning

"Take Me Home" by Roger Daltrey is a song that tells a tale of someone who's been at sea for 40 days, and now that he's back on land, he's trying to find his way back home but realizes that he's lost touch with the world he once knew. The song is highly emotional, and the lyrics express a sense of confusion and longing for a life that is now just a distant dream.


The opening lines of the song, "Forty days of living hell, force nine gale, broken sail, what a story I could tell," set the scene for the journey that the singer has just returned from. He describes the storms and adversities he faced during his time at sea. However, as he sets foot back on land, he's lost and doesn't feel like he belongs. He's shipwrecked on his own, and passing cars and striptease bars are a reminder of the world he once knew.


The chorus of the song, "Take me home," is a cry for the singer's longing to go back to his previous life, which is now a distant memory. The line "But this machine inside my head is telling me this dream is dead and leaves me drifting high and dry" demonstrates the inner turmoil he's feeling. The dream of going back home is dead, and he's now lost at sea, trying to find his way back to his former self.


Line by Line Meaning

Forty days of living hell
I experienced a very difficult time for forty days


Force nine gale, broken sail
I experienced strong winds and damage to my sailing equipment


What a story I could tell
I have a compelling story to share based on my experiences


Forty days of ocean roar
I had to endure the sound of the ocean for forty days


Now two nights to kill on shore
I have two nights to spend on land


Stars fall, girls call, take me home
I yearn to go back to my home, where the stars shine and people call for me


Walking through this empty town
I'm taking a walk around a town that seems deserted


Cuts me up and brings me down
This experience hurts me emotionally and depresses me


I'm shipwrecked on my own
I feel stranded and alone


Passing cars striptease bars
I notice cars passing by and adult entertainment establishments


And I'm drinking all alone
I'm consuming alcohol by myself


Lost dreams, gull screams, take me home
I feel like my hopes and ambitions are gone, and the screaming seagulls make me long for home


But this machine inside my head
My mind has a robot-like quality


Remembers every word she said
My mind recalls everything a woman said to me


Is telling me this dream is dead
My thoughts are telling me that my aspirations are no longer feasible


And leaves me drifting high and dry
I feel like a deserted boat, with nothing but air to keep me afloat


Read light beauty calls me in
I'm attracted to the beauty emanating from a neon sign


Smoky haze, shifty gaze
I perceive the environment to be smoky and the people's expressions to be suspicious


And the dead night smells of gin
The night feels lifeless and smells like alcohol


As rage and emptiness collide
My anger and feeling of nothingness are in direct opposition


Just feel a burning deep inside
I experience an intense feeling of passion


Waves growl, winds howl, take me home
The sound of the ocean and winds makes me desire to return to my home


Someone please now rescue me
I'm in need of someone to save me


From the chains of the sea
I want to be free from the ties of the ocean


I'm drifting endlessly
I feel like I'm aimlessly moving without direction


Someone please set me free
I'm asking for liberation from my current situation


I'm sinking helplessly
I'm in the process of submerging without any control




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: AXEL BAUER, MICHEL MAURICE ELI, NIGEL HINTON, ROGER DALTREY

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

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Forty days of living hell
Force nine gale, broken sail
What a story I could tell
Forty days of ocean roar
Now two nights to kill on shore
Walking through this empty town
Cuts me up and brings me down
I'm shipwrecked on my own
Passing cars striptease bars
And I'm drinking all alone
Stars fall, girls call, take me home

But this machine inside my head
Remembers every word she said
But this machine inside my head
Is telling me this dream is dead
And leaves me drifting high and dry

Read light beauty calls me in
Smoky haze, shifty gaze
And the dead night smells of gin
As rage and emptiness collide
Just feel a burning deep inside
Stars fall, girls call, take me home

But this machine inside my head
Remembers every word she said
But this machine inside my head
Is telling me this dream is dead
And leaves me drifting high and dry

Someone please now rescue me
From the chains of the sea
I'm drifting endlessly
Someone please set me free
I'm sinking helplessly

But this machine inside my head
Remembers every word she said
But this machine inside my head
Is telling me this dream is dead
And leaves me drifting high and dry



All comments from YouTube:

Jay Bowden

Great song well done Mr. Daltrey.

Thunderbird

J'adore Roger aussi ! Axel Bauer, en grand fan des Who, a dut être très honoré de cette reprise ! Mais c'est clair que cette chanson n'est pas faite pour Daltrey ! En général, une adaptation d'un tube dans une autre langue n'en fait pas une bonne chanson :)

didier d'agostino

aller ! c'est pas si mal !sur ça change de la musique des WHO ! On le préfère avec le groupe ,mais bon ...bien quand même ( Axel est plus "dedans" sur ! )mes amitiés d'un batteur-compositeur "pro" !

Myriemah Bethy

J'aime bien cette reprise, mais elle n'a pas la magie mystérieuse de celle d'Axel Bauer

Francois Boucher

…yep… c'est vrai. La version d'Axel est stupéfiante. Mais c'est un bel hommage.

Miko Montgomery

I'm glad this got covered. It's not as good as the French original, but so what?
It gives more mileage to a great song. Daltrey has good taste. But please... check out the original version from Axel Bauer. 

Stanley Masterson

The Axel Bauer version is complete GARBAGE compared to this. This Roger Daltrey version is 1000x better

Julien Pithois

@Stanley Masterson don't you feel alone sometimes?

Johan Beck

Perhaps but the "Axel Bauer version" is the original. This is just the Daltrey version

Miko Montgomery

@Stanley Masterson Garbage? OMG. You've got it backward.

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