Trade in my life Oh for you, oh yes, oh yes Trade in my life for you Sittin' here wonderin' how did things go wrong Every night asking myself what happened to our happy home Will I ever see you again, I need to know my friend Now the past has gone away

This time has gotta be our last time Here we are again going in this cheap place What if was seen by a friend and they recognize our face We both know that it's wrong we both should be at home I know that you want me just as much as I want you You've got

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'

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook

I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if the world turns against us Made by God La

Soon as I get home Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back It's time to turn the streets into a war zone Grab my gats, locate my comrades Let's get my money out the safe Soon as I come home Dear baby, it's me again, stuck inside this mad pen

Lose yourself and the ones you love Throwing stones at the bones. setting fire to homes Throwing stones at the bones, don't end up alone Terrified, at the thought of losing myself again years of doubt and hate have led me to flee to your gaze I'm

And we will come back home And we will come back home, home again And from now on, these eyes will not be blinded by the lights And from now on, what's waited 'til tomorrow starts tonight From now on, from now on, from now on I saw the sun begin to dim