Thinking about my folks at home,
I hope that they're all well
Thinking about my hometown
that I left when I was young
Thinking about the place I love,
Born and raised in garrison
I grew up right near this town,
London was the only place
to make a few quick balls
So I left my home at twenty -one
And I'll wander through the village
And I'm gonna walk up Melbourne's
Well, I miss the friendly faces
and the lovely countryside
To see a place so beautiful,
But I can't stand to be away
from Melbourne's lovely shores
So I'm coming home to Garrison,
And I'll wander through the village
And I'm gonna walk up Melbourne's
Yes, I'm going home to Garrison once more.