With her suitcase in my hand You know it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell All my love's in vain And I followed her to the station Woh I followed her to the station When all your love's in vain, all my love's in vain When the train rolled in to the

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin´ my fame and fortune Lookin´ for a pot of gold Thing got bad things got worse I guess you will know the tune Oh ! Lord Stuck in Lodi again Rode in on the Greyhound

She is my everything She goes everywhere Kisses that come all the way from China Kinda remind her of memories of Spain If I get lost, you can always find her Standing right beside me in the rain She knows everybody From her sun tanned shoulders Down to

Get ready to jump Are you ready to jump? Don't ever look back, oh baby Yes, I'm ready to jump Just take my hands I can make alone There's only so much you can learn in one place All work and no fighting, I'll find a place of my own Get ready to, are you

Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out You cop it live, boy I got it all on film Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk No you

It ain't my fault (No, no, no, no, no, no, no) So if I put your hands where my eyes can't see Then you're the one who's got a hold on me No I-I-I-I, can't be responsible, responsible It ain't my fault It ain't my fault (No, no, no, no) Oh my, oh my, oh

She was like, oh my God, this is my song She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance 'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again I've been