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"My Home" -
Janie
This town I live in, I can’t call my home
This town, this place, I can’t see it as my home
I’ve moved three times, three times too many
I wanted to stay in one place, but it was the mother
who made me change my mind
It is really hard, to call a place your home
Because what it comes down to is something that you don’t know
If you’ve moved more than once, you may know
It doesn’t matter where you were born,
Where you live now,
Any town, city, country, place,
Can be your home.
This is why I say that this isn’t my home
Yes, I have a house and a small family
It still isn’t my home
I like a few things though, like the snow and my family
But here in these Native territories, it’s a tough way of living
You get along with some, others you’re enemies
But I know, you know, and everyone knows that someplace…
Has to be your…
Home.
And you can start right here by calling this town your home.
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