Well, then a 'nuff gettoh youths no have no place to go Live night and day roaming in the gettoh Nuff gettoh youths ain't got no place of their own Give them some place that they can call their home Well, then a 'nuff politions telling poor people lies

A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while Well, it's alright to be little bitty It's alright to be little bitty Have a little love on a little honeymoon You got a little dish and

Don't blame me Hear my story and listen well; Truth is in all that I tell It could never have been me I did not shoot no deputy Mr Grant, the deputy, Friend to my whole family He always tell me when John Brown Was getting ready to come around

And nobody's home How it was gonna be Guess we'll have to wait and see When you're talkin' to yourself You can fool yourself You came in this world alone So nobody ever told you baby So what'll happen to you baby

And I don't even know if we'll make it through today Take another step, take another breath And I don't know if I'll make it home again Na na na na So send me home, I have lost my way We'll get lost on time that's stolen I fill my lungs with deepest

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

We're gonna have a house party Turn your TV off, break that boom-box out We'll wake up all the neighbours 'til the whole block hates us And the cops will show up and try to shut us down If you're gonna be a homebody If you wanna be a homebody You ain't

And go back home when the day is done Well I hope you do Then we'll say goodbye Do you like me? Cause if you like me Then I think I'm gonna to have to like you too We'll share our things And have some fun If you tell me

I have for you, oh no, oh no I'll just say, "Well, welcome home now" Could ever stop this love If I go million miles away I'll write a letter each and every day now Oh, honey, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing is ever gonna change this love You can make

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I