Tuesday's gone with the wind My baby's gone, with the wind Ride on train Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far, far away Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door, I'm leavin' my woman at home, oh yeah Tuesday's gone with the

Baby I'm wasted All I wanna do is drive home to you Baby I'm faded All I wanna do is take you downtown

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

Can anyone hear me now? Ghost in the wind calling you to take me home Ghost in the wind crying, "where do I belong?" I know I was stupid to let what we had go to waste Why does everything I love always get taken away? Never meant to lose me Can someone

Take me with you when you go Don't leave me out here on my own Fire away, fuck this place that we call home Take me with you, take me with you Take me with you when you (Take me with you when you)

I been dogged and I been driven ever since I left my mother's home My poor father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could I'm a drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery I'm a poor drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery And

Baby tonight There's so much love in between us Stay here with me I won't tell a soul Oh darling I Know you're taken You say you gotta get home Something 'bout this Just don't feel right

Yo, wassup, this is Joyner, I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace You know, you really piss me off sometimes I spent all night waiting for you to come home And I've woken up without you I don't

I was the last child, just a punk in the street Home sweet home Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get back to the real nitty-gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come