Lyrics:
sin
I know that you know that I know
That you've got another man
Ah, Half the time that I'm at home
I have to go to a café and eat
And when you argue
first steps
This commodore who's left us in his stead
He's home to sister dear in Portugal
How like mother is his Isobel
But of six proud warships left
Down in the place where I call home
I've been workin' my fingers to the bone
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold
All day long in Louisiana sun
know the house of cards will tumble
Temporary by design
And all the schemes of man will crumble
Are we wasting precious time
Are we wasting precious time
the big man
He wouldn't understand
No, no, no (no, no, no)
No, no, no
On the down low (on the down low)
Until we trudge back home
We'll ride
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
And she falls so softly
You can't treat the wrong man right
You can't treat the right man wrong
When you're out on the town
Acting mean and head-strong
He'll sit home
by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be strong
Though I am just a man, when you are by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be
of guy who is always on the roam,
Wherever I Lay My Hat That's My Home.
You had a romance, did you break it by chance over me?
If it's so I'd like for
deny the Lord
As he had done before
They hung him by his feet to
Die they thought he was alone
But he looked up to Heaven
Said I'm almost home
They took
We're that odd couple on our street neighbors stare and wonder
We're a man and wife in love with each other
Today a friend of mine came by said
The cigarette of a single man
Burns in the ashtray by his bed
He pulls the ring of another can
And holds it up beside his head
The book he reads
who is always on the roam,
Wherever I lay my hat that's my home
I'm telling you that's my home
You had romance, did you break it by chance
Over me?
If
Baby
Here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you got to go home with me
I forgot some good old lovin'
And I got
it home in parts
But I will never fade
I was in this place
By the first church of the city
I saw tears on the face
The face of a visionary
Break a man, break a promise
Break a heart, break a home
Take a long hard look at a heaven
Gone to hell under the gun
See the child, young
But you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man
I love to see the towns
A-passin' by
And to ride these rails
'Neath god's blue
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
things in life can make a man?
Little moments that pass us by
Oh, but I remember
The first kiss, the first night, the first song that made you cry
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
to find Miss Liza Belle and tell her
I'm just as blue as a man can be
Bluebird, if she's not at home
You needn't worry yourself by knockin' on the door
Well don't be mad
Just cool down now
Don't be so quick to give up
It may happens sooner than you think
Well, I don't know
I've gotta be home by two
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