I´m gonna take you home And give you all I can That really I´m a man You´re sweeter than the morning When the sun is shining down on me There is nothing you can say That could make me go away you see But you keep saying to me baby Hold on - I feel

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight Just set me free You know I'm a dreamer But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right

La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the

As the crow flies baby, well I ain?t so far from you In a dream last night, where I heard you call my name Well you don?t know baby how I miss your sweet caress But since I don?t have wings, I can?t get home as fast as I want to Well I took it as an omen

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

Baby sweet baby Here I am I'm knowing Won't you please Come on back home to me I've been so lonely These few days feel like A hundred years How you make me worry baby How you make me worry about you

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby