Lyrics:
livin'
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
the pace
Oh mother of a miner's child
Was away the coal dust from my face
When the night shift's done
She'll be waiting by the table when I come
Searchin'
shore
And whispered to my soul
"Your journey now is o'er my child
Rejoice and welcome home"
Rejoice and welcome home
I saw my precious mother
She was
pull off the highway and have a good cry
And then like a lost child she'll want to come home
She thinks I'm waitin' there by the phone
She'll stop
Sittin' by the open fire place in my favorite dungarees
Played a few balls of a melody and it sounded sweet to me
I thought I get up and take
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
so and brother don't you know
I'd welcome her right back here in my arms
Well there must be some way I can lose these lonesome blues
Forget about
don't rise watch it for I'll be right there
Don't it make you wanna go home now
But there's a six lane highway down by the creek
Where I went skinny
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors a jukebox and a barstool
My new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by
The last on the line of our kind CRIME DO'ERS
Burkowitz MOB STYLE
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child
Crucify me - but don't deny
took my trailer home
She took my Sunday boots
My nose is on her trail
I'm going to catch her by surprise
Then I'm going to have the pleasure
was tired and awake for some time
Then my lights hit a welcoming sign
It said if you're alone
You can make this your home
If you want to
Owww
to the winning side
Welcome to the Father’s side
Forever you’ll be winning child
Glory to God Babylon is fallen
We are no longer slaves we are sons by his glory
Would
Know me, broken by my master
Teach thee on child, love of hereafter
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made
on our own
African sunrise, smile on my African home
In this hour of quiet contemplation
The stillness of the dawning calms my mind
I face the day
Light up with me, my dear
Light up
Under stormy night, tell nobody
My brother, where do you intend to go tonight?
I heard that you missed your
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
My heart sings come home child
Your home child
Come home, all will joyously welcome you
Come home, all will joyously welcome you
I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles
Down by the old country school I went to as a child
Two miles down a gravel road I could see
And he'll be there, be there with arms spread wide open, yes he will
I'm gonna hear him say, my servant welcome home, oh Lord
Another day, I've been
My brothers said that I was rotten to the core
I was the youngest child, so I got by with more
I guess she was tired by the time I came along,
And the fish swam like moonlight
Through your child's closing door
And morning is the long way home
The fisherman was drowning
By his broken heel
His screams
to be
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me
And it's home,boys,home
Home I'd like to be home for a while
In me me own country
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