Phil Redo - A Lucky Spot

I can still remember telephones
And I'm heading home
I'm heading home
Do my best thinking when I'm all alone
And I'm heading home
I'm heading home
I've stopped worrying 'bout the stones I've thrown
Or all my milestones
And all my lodestones
I can still remember telephones
And I'm heading home
Heading home
It's a lucky spot we're in
I feel confidence within
What a joy it's been
What a joy
We're in a lucky spot
I remember all the stepping stones
When what we wanted most
Was ours alone
I put my shoulder to the grindstone
And now I'm heading home
I'm heading home
I can still remember songs from Sun
All those hired guns
And Roy Orbison
I remember almost everyone
One by one
One by one
It's a lucky spot we're in
I feel confidence within
What a joy it's been
What a joy
We're in a lucky spot
It's a lucky spot we're in
I feel confidence within
What a joy it's been
What a joy
We're in a lucky spot

Written by:
PHILIP REDO

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