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Home.
O heart that is breaking,
Breaking, breaking:
O for the home that I canna, canna win!
The weary aching,
The weary, weary aching
To be in the home that I canna, canna win!
Breaking, breaking:
O for the home that I canna, canna win!
The weary aching,
The weary, weary aching
To be in the home that I canna, canna win!
For O the long home sickness,
The long, long home sickness!
'Tis slow, slow death for me who longs for home, for home!
And a heart is breaking,
I know a heart that's breaking,
All to be at home at last, to be at home, at home,
O Eilidh, Eilidh,
Home, Home, Home!
The long, long home sickness!
'Tis slow, slow death for me who longs for home, for home!
And a heart is breaking,
I know a heart that's breaking,
All to be at home at last, to be at home, at home,
O Eilidh, Eilidh,
Home, Home, Home!
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