He came from fire and war and hate to land upon our peacefully soft door
And that white flag he flew led him to run forever more
He searched long and hard oh looking on trying to find some destiny
In the end I’m sure he’ll find that home is where the hearts set free
Oh loving home, I say hey, loving home
Thousands of years went by, he found so many different ways to think
He searched for a way in life and a place where love is distinct
See finding home was pretty hard, most seemed to live within their heads
In the end I’m sure he’ll find that home is where the hearts
Oh loving home, I said hey, loving home
He finds happiness in walking on, living like the swagman free
For it might not be a book or a God above to make you see
If finds happiness in walking on, like the swagman free
For whatever sets your soul on fire helps to put your heart at ease
Oh loving home, I said hey, loving home
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