Don't Ever Be Afraid To Go Home
Don't ever be afraid to go home,
Don't ever be afraid to go home,
When you've hitched your wagon to a fast falling star,
And the last string is broken on your love-sick guitar,
Whatever you're doing and wherever you are,
Don't ever be afraid, don't ever be afraid to go home,
I used to be afraid to go home.
But one day, I was made to go home,
Now I was almost certain they would lock the door on me,
'Cause I'm that sour apple on my old family tree.
But folks who really love me made me welcome as could be,
Don't ever be afraid, don't ever be afraid to go home.
I used to be afraid to go home.
But one day, I was made to go home,
Now I was almost certain they would lock the door on me,
Cause I'm the sour apple on my old family tree.
But the folks who really love me made me welcome as could be,
Don't ever be afraid, don't you ever be afraid,
Don't ever be afraid to go home
Nunca Tenha Medo de Voltar pra Casa
Nunca tenha medo de voltar pra casa,
Nunca tenha medo de voltar pra casa,
Quando você amarrou sua vida a uma estrela que tá caindo,
E a última corda quebrou na sua guitarra apaixonada,
O que quer que você esteja fazendo e onde quer que esteja,
Nunca tenha medo, nunca tenha medo de voltar pra casa,
Eu costumava ter medo de voltar pra casa.
Mas um dia, me obrigaram a voltar pra casa,
Agora eu quase tinha certeza que iam trancar a porta pra mim,
Porque eu sou a maçã podre da minha velha árvore genealógica.
Mas as pessoas que realmente me amam me receberam de braços abertos,
Nunca tenha medo, nunca tenha medo de voltar pra casa.
Eu costumava ter medo de voltar pra casa.
Mas um dia, me obrigaram a voltar pra casa,
Agora eu quase tinha certeza que iam trancar a porta pra mim,
Porque eu sou a maçã podre da minha velha árvore genealógica.
Mas as pessoas que realmente me amam me receberam de braços abertos,
Nunca tenha medo, nunca tenha medo,
Nunca tenha medo de voltar pra casa.