16 Nights Songtext
von The Chains

I met an old man
Beaten up and frail
By the light of the moon
He told me a tale
Of days of glory
Of loss and pain
The finest of liquor
The taste of sweet champagne

Sixteen nights on the road
Thirty more before I′m home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
And the boys cried out for more
Before they marched them off to war
Coming home, coming home, coming home


The smiles of his lovers
Every one untrue
Perfect Polaroid
In the mind of a fool
He spat out his words
As the life left his eyes
"Don't ask me no questions, boy
I′m telling you no lies"

Sixteen nights on the road
Thirty more before I'm home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
And the boys cried out for more
Before they marched them off to war
Coming home, coming home, coming home

All you need to understand
Is not the size that makes the man
But the ones that he can say he truly loves
Down the street and up the stairs
Is where I rest my weary head
In the arms of the ones that I love

Sixteen nights on the road
Thirty more before I'm home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
And the boys cried out for more
Before they marched them off to war
Coming home, coming home, coming home


Sixteen nights on the road
Thirty more before I′m home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
And the boys cried out for more
Before they marched them off to war
Coming home, coming home, coming home