50 lyrics for "Bring it on home"
Well your moving I feel just like a kite But one without a string One that is floating around I don't know what tomorrow with bring I feel just like a bird But one without a home One that is floating Full of endless oceans empty horizons no rest in sight
PlayWhen a fire starts to burn, right, and it starts to spread She gon’ bring that attitude home Don’t wanna do nothing, what they like When a fire starts to When a fire starts
PlayNo doubt about it that boy's country strong Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin
PlayForsaken, I walk the line alone No sanctuary No place for me to call my home But it's time to break the cycle You come alive just to fuck with the cycle Bring an end to the suffering I was shadowed or black out, storming the background One man's whisper
PlayShe said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down One more time with feeling Don't leave me all alone Just drop me off at home I said, don't let your future be destroyed by my past. She said,
PlayKeep it shaking cali keep it quaking 'Cause the ryders got me bringin home the bacon Show me love and it wasn't no mistakin That I would dedicate this melody f*** the hatin I had to tell my girl to pack her s***
PlayYou got just what I been looking for But you can't bring yourself to say no And I ain't never gonna let you go That whole plane ride home And I wish I could I know I should leave you alone But this bitch is gonna drive me mad I said this bitch is gonna
PlayI'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
PlayJust another day for where were you when Just another scrap for this vulture's pen Aftermath won't add up or end Death's the bestseller again This is what we want, you know how to get it Bring it on home, rub our faces in it Give us something shocking,
PlayBring that money home, daddy waitin' for it Bring that money home Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes You know I treat you good, I don't wanna
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