Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

Just not seeing right You're a bitter kind I love you so Sour is my mind From what you sow How I let it grow Call them radiant Call them mother's eyes Home's a narrow space for me to find

I said I'm sorry I say I'm sorry Why don't you write me Call me on the phone Send Western Union You can find me home You know I bled you Led you on a lie You say I fooled you

'Til I see you again That's the only way to go Fightin' the good fight Til the good Lord calls you home This is our last goodbye So be well my friend Preacher said he died too young Over there totin' that gun For Uncle Sam and our freedom

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

Greasy jungle metropolis noir easy tangles the easiest so far ah I drove down your road to hazeldean where I tasted your funeral Home's sandwiches and coffee I saw your hands melt into one another I saw you grieve and grow care a lot about one another I

I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

I kissed your face Sue, I got the job We’ll buy the house You’ll need to rest But now we’ll make it Sue, the clinic called The X-ray’s fine I brought you home I just said home

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best These so called vacations will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest... I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left I've been gone for a week, I've been drunk since I

'Cause you're my home When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place That I could call my very own But that's all right my love When you