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yippie yi yu 
Ah yippie yi yeah 
Ah yippie yi yu ah 

Now the summer is gone 
You had to go back home 
Please come and see me again 
I've never felt
Ah-yippie-yi-yu 
Ah-yippie-yi-yeah 
Ah-yippie-yi-yu-ah 
Now the summer is gone 
You had to go back home 
Please come and see me again 
I've never felt more
yippie yi yu 
Ah yippie yi yeah 
Ah yippie yi yu ah 

Now the summer is gone 
You had to go back home 
Please come and see me again 
I've never felt
Jesus comes to take His children home sweet home
To beautiful mansion in the sweet by and by
We'll cross the Jordan river singin' a song
When Jesus comes
a job
Cause this little hustle's getting you by
You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss around

I know what I was on, I had a Pilot Jones
arms are open wide
His name is Jesus and He understands
He is the answer you are looking for
So come home running just as you are

Oh child of God
The clan of the cavebear
Used to use the club to hit and drag her by the hair
Still use the club to get her a martini or a beer
Try to get her home
the morning star 
Well, made my bed of 
Cut roses by understanding 
That the cause 
It just comes first 
With my Mrs. Jesus 
The gospel changes meaning
the sound of angels' praise
To come for men with unkind ways
And by this Baby's helplessness
The power of nations is laid to rest

Jesus, Jesus, precious
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones

[Chorus]

The years went by like sweet
things went wrong
Now it's starting to get to me, all of this inhumanity
Hey Jesus, can You give me a ride back home?

You wouldn't know it by looking
things went wrong
Now it's starting to get to me, all of this inhumanity
Hey Jesus, can You give me a ride back home?

You wouldn't know it by looking
Spend the summertime naturally high
By chopping wood, the next one or five
Saving our money for the county fair
George Jones' supposed to be there
We got
late, got to be there by nine
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop to buy The Times
'Good morning, Smithers-Jones
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
The clan of the cavebear
Used to use the club to hit and drag her by the hair
Still use the club to get her a martini or a beer
Try to get her home
When we see Jesus coming in glory
When he comes down from his home in the sky
Then we shall meet him in that bright mansion
We'll understand it all by
Come, weary saints, though tired and weak
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Your strength will return by His quiet streams
Hide away in the love
Oh, sinning is a gentilized journey
Take Jesus as your daily guide
Though you may feel pure and saintly
Without Him walking by your side

And when
snatched by the feds, weed was the case
And shit he still pleading his case
Come home wit me, hoes say "let's jones wit you"
But I wouldn't take them home
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died
Of the blood he shed for you
Are you prepared to meet him in that land of love
By his word are you
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died
Of the blood he shed for you?
Are you prepared to meet him in that land of love
By his word, are you
the everlasting Lord
Come desire of nations come, fix in us thy humble home
Come desire of nations come, fix in us thy humble home