Why don't you please come home How many more times, treat me the way you wanna do I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all How many more times, barrel house all night long When I give you all my love, please, please be true I've got to

When the weight comes down And the weight comes down Afternoon, see a guy with rubies on his head And he's shifting like shifting like he was dead And he's hearing something, she never said On his way back home, under his bed In the night there's a girl

I recall when I used to come home never had a dime But Lord I always had a good time And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends Lord, I can't go back again Am I losin' my own way back home Am I losin' a good friend that I've known Am I losin'

You're not the only bird that flies in the sky And your lip to be close to mine You go out when you get ready You come home when you please You don't ever want to love me Think it outta be all right with me Listen, when I try to talk to you, baby And let

'Cause you're my home When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place That I could call my very own But that's all right my love When you

Don't take me home 'Til the sun comes up 'til the sun comes up Who wants to be alone I'm out of my head (I'm out of my head) But with that moon in the sky And when the stars shine so bright Right next to me You wanna be 'Til the sun comes up

A hero of war Yeah that's what I'll be And when I come home They'll be damn proud of me I'll carry this flag To the grave if I must Cause it's a flag that I love And a flag that I trust He said son, have you seen the world?

Howl! Seven days to the wolves Where will we be when they come? Seven days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near us They come to take us The wolves, my love, will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there life before a death?

I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to California I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin

No pare! Sigue, sigue! Welcome home When the world was just a subway map When you’re home Cool us down I used to think we lived at the top of the world And the one-slash-nine