Escrita por
Paul Simon, foi gravada em 14 de dezembro de 1965 e lançada em 19 de
janeiro de 1966 no famoso disco da dupla Simon e Garfunkel chamado
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme. A canção foi gravada em 1964,
durante o período de Paul Simon em Londres, distante da sua namorada
Katy Chitty. Enquanto fazia turnês em clubes, Paul Simon se sentiu
depressivo e com saudade de casa e da namorada.
A primeira
letra ele escreveu num pedaço de papel na Widnes railway station, em
Liverpool.
Chegou ao
número 5 dos charts pops americanos. Chegou também ao número 2 no
Canadá e número 4 na Holanda. Número 12 na Suécia, número 9 no
Reino Unido e número 4 no Zimbabwe
Boa
regravação é de Paul Simon com George Harrison, em 1976 e Paul
Simon com Willie Nelson, em 2003.
Foi
regravada por Cher, Glen Campbell, Petula Clark, Cliff Richard, Peter
and Gordon, Chad and Jeremy, entre outros artistas.
A letra:
I'm sitting in
the railway station.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands
my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And every stop is neatly planned
for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me,
the movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me
in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Silently for me.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands
my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And every stop is neatly planned
for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me,
the movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me
in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Silently for me.
A versão de
Simon e Garfunkel ao vivo no Central Park em 1981:
A versão de
Paul Simon e George Harrison, de 1976:
A versão de
Paul Simon e Willie Nelson, de 2003:
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