I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry 
On the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night 
Read the good book, studied it too 
But nothing prepared me for living with you 

Lock me up tight in these shackles I wear 
Tied up the keys in the folds of your hair 
And the difference with me is I used to not care 
Stockholm let me go home 

Once a wise man to the ways of the world 
Now I've traded those lessons for faith in a girl 
Crossed the ocean, thousand years from my home 
In this frozen old city of silver and stone 

Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff 
Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up 
And the difference with me is I've fallen in love 
Stockholm let me go home 
Let me go 

And the night, so long, I used to pray for the daylight to come 
Folks back home surely have called off the search and gone back to their own 
 
Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff 
Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up 
And the difference with me is I've fallen in love 
Stockholm let me go home 
Let me go 
Let me go home