I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you I done bought my ticket, I got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once

You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em, uh Real nigga know

All of the way Just down below me is the old sea The further I go More letters from home never arrive And I'm alone Alone and alive As I row, row, row Going so slow, slow, slow Nobody knows, knows, knows

I know you're there Can you be my nightingale? Sing me to sleep Say you'll be my nightingale I need a voice to echo I need a light to take me home I never see the forest for the trees I could really use your melody Baby I'm a little blind

I do this for my kids, my kids, my kids It is what it is, it is, it is Now homey do you dig, do you dig, do you dig? It is what it is, it is, is is Will I ever get it right? get it right? My momma think I'm outta sight, outta sight (understand me!)

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

Do you think about me now and then? 'Cause I'm coming home again I'm coming home again Maybe we can start again Maybe you, do you remember when? Fireworks at Lake Michigan Oh, now I'm coming home again I met this girl when I was 3 years old And what I

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home Boy got to be moving Seems like the boy is bound to roam Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go That woman's with her lover boy Never want to see her face no more Every single time

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

You only know how to fly And I've made the same mistakes But I won't this time No I won't this time You're a pretty butterfly You keep on passing by You never land inside my hands Your home is in the sky And there's a lesson waiting to be learned