Lyrics:
It's not much but I feel welcome here, inside.
I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool,
My new home has a flashing neon sign;
Stop by
She was hungry and feeling alone
We put her in the back seat
Told her we were taking her home
Run, Maggie run
With the heart of a rebel child
Oh,
you'll lack
It's a pleasure to welcome you
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby we'll be alone
In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home
orphan child.
We all were once so happy,
And had a happy home;
Till dad, he went to drinking rum,
And then he gambled some;
He left my darling
belong
Oh, runaway child running wild
You better go back home where you belong
Oh yeah, my girl
Mama, mama, please, come and sit here by me
Oh but
Woman arrested for gettin' naked
Barrel straight through the peephole
Tell your parents that we home
Propaganda that we own
Crime infested, not
me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such
you carry me, know by god, you're filled with my child
Oh I love my baby, gotta see her when I can
Find my baby messin' with another man
I caught
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
And though I'm out of money
I'm a millionaire
I still have my home in San Antone
And there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's goin' to be
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has got a flashing neon sign
There you lay
All by yourself
So please allow me
To introduce myself
I welcome you
To the house of sin
Open your mind
And let the games
livin'
Well, it's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Followed her through the night of the desert
And I waited till she slept alone
Then I laid her head on my shoulder
We were sleeping, she was my home
Free and untamed that's how I've grown
Settling down ain't my nature
Roots I'll never own
Oh your smile
But tell me, ain't your child
How can
are these to hear
From Yellow Dog, whom a white man fears?
Oh, I take only what is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my child
I can't stay to see
My prayer is that you'll soon be home and that this child in me is strong
I'm lonely but I'm proud to be with child
are these to hear
From Yellow Dog, whom a white man fears?
Oh, I take only what is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my child
I can't stay to see
rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
Listening to the music that my idols
the children singing
My Daddy's coming home
Going down to old Woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old Woodstock
Going down to give my baby
My grandma was a wise old soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen
, my dreams
If you wanted to leave me
And roam
When you get back
I'd just say
Welcome home,
'Cause honey, nothin'
Nothin', nothin' can ever change this
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