Lyrics:
on the roadside cried all by myself
I stood on the roadside cried all by myself
And that's no way for me to get along
I just want some, train to come along
Choirs will be singing Silent Night
Oh Christmas carols by candle light
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for
going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
Walk right in, sit on down
And make yourself at home
Come on baby, you're just like me
And you hate to be alone
It's funny how things go
'Cause it don't matter how they lay me down
Just see they bury me out by mama's apple tree
And send my body back to my home town
Well, my mama was
move you make
I feel you, each breath you take
Where angels sing and spread their wings
My love's on high
You take me home to glory's throne
By
that you could be,
Watching the night with me,
Into the night I cry!
Hurry home,
Come home to me!
Set me free,
Free from doubt,
And free
that you could be,
Watching the night with me,
Into the night I cry!
Hurry home,
Come home to me!
Set me free,
Free from doubt,
And free
to take your phone
Cause you far away from home
Baby let me be your tour guide
I'm your burger
You my fries
Run through sets
Come through sets
the night with me
Into the night I cry
Hurry home, come home to me
Set me free
Free from doubt and free from longing
Into your arms I'll fly
Locked
felt, child
Lived with you I felt
I was by myself
I was someone else
Babe, come home with me
Babe, come home with me now
Babe, come home with me
and sleepy
Sing me sweet and sleepy
All the way back back home
It's a far gone lullaby
Sung many years ago
Mama, mama, many worlds I've come
Since I
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
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
rough, just wanna tell you that I know my stuff
Come on around to my house mama, ain't nobody home but me
In the evening, ain't nobody home but me
In
everyone would love to drown
But now it's gone
It doesn't matter what for
When you build your house
Then call me home
And he was just like a great
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
I got orders from my baby
Not to come home
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
Manhattan
I'm going home
To my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb
own,
She won't tell her Ma when she gets home.
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
I'll tell me Ma when I go home
Be struck by the arrow of weakness
On the gilded path to forgiveness
Find my way home when the morning comes
To stay your friend when it's all
own,
She won't tell her Ma when she gets home.
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
I'll tell me Ma when I go home
you could see your way to me, come on and let me try
Let me take you home tonight
Mamma now it's alright
Let me take you home tonight
I'll show
at Christmastime
Oh, no place like home at Christmastime
Yeah, no place like home at Christmastime
Sing it with me, y'all, come on
Hey, no place like home
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