26 lyrics for "Follow me home"

I'll still follow you home I'll still follow you home (I'll still follow you home) 'Cause you're my Mississippi princess You're my California queen Like the duchess of Detroit And every city in between You can slap me in the face And you can scream
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There is nothing I can do, if you leave me, with a cry I give you all but a home, that's one thing you can't deny I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye Baby my love will follow you, as the years go passing by You know my love will follow
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Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Goodbye, little Robin-Marie Don't try following me 'Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ships' leaving on a three-year tour The next tide will take us from shore Windlaced, gather in sail and spray On a search for the
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Tear the moon from the stars tonight Twist my arm like a knife tonight And if you wanna leave that's alright Well I'll just turn these tears into wine All the friends that I've ever known Are the streetlamps I follow home And I'm in the crowd but I'm all
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Everybody just wants to get high Sit and watch a perfect world go by We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives We follow the roads that lead us To drugs or Jesus In my home town for anyone who sticks around You're either lost or you're found
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Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you
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Ain't nobody home Baby, ain't nobody home There ain't nobody home Once upon a time, a long long time ago Wherever you'd lead me, I would surely follow Girl, you put me through some pain and misery And now you are standing on my doorstep Telling me how
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I'll stand on the highway and stop someone I'll cross the deserts and oceans, a river that's frozen I'll follow the stars just to find where you are You can count on me Make a wish, close your eyes, and believe I'll be home, home, home, home, home by
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Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes You
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