On
my
lonesome window -till,
when the sun is rising in the sky,
I can hear the swallow thrill,
follow me and kiss your cares goodbye.
After I pull up my curtain,
off he'll go,
but I know one thing certain,
when I'm blue, lonesome too,
what am I gonna do?
Follow the swallow back home.
When the wind starts to blow,
where am I going to go?
Follow the swallow back home.
When the world is dark and gloomy,
and my pals all try to do me,
listen to me.
East is east, west is west,
birds go south, they know best.
I'll follow the swallow back home.
When I'm blue, lonesome too,
What am I gonna do?
I'll follow the swallow back home.
When the wind starts to blow,
Where am I gonna go?
I'll follow the swallow back home.
When the world is dark, gloomy,
Hey, my friends, if you may listen to me.
East is east, west is west.
Bird goes down, day don't pass.
Follow, follow the swallow back home.
When I'm blue, low, confused,
what, what am I gonna do?
I'll follow the swallow,
swallow back home.
When the wind starts to blow,
where, where am I gonna go?
So I'll follow,
follow the swallow back home.
When the world is dark and gloomy,
and my friends, they try to do me,
listen to me.
East is east, east is east,
and west is west.
Bird goes south, they know best.
Follow the swallow back home.