Ralph McTell — If I Dont Get Home

If I don't get home If I don’t get home real soon I'm scared of what I may not find If I don't get home If I don’t get home real soon I'm scared of what I may not find I'm not complaining about a life on the road 'Cause it sure has been good to me But if I didn't have you Oh, what would I do Where, oh where would I be? If I don't get home If I don't get home real soon I'm scared of what I may not find If I don’t get home If I don’t get home real soon I'm scared of what I may not find When I’m at home I think of the road When I'm travelling all I think about is you In my hotel room In the dark before the dawn I fear the change you may be going through And if I don't get home If I don't get home real soon I’m scared of what I may not find If I don't get home If I don't get home real soon I'm scared of what I may not find