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Tell Her To Come Back Home Lyrics


Crooked Still Tell Her To Come Back Home




Feeling sad and lonesome, I'll tell you the reason why
Just last Monday morning my Dony said goodbye

Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home

When we were married, bought her everything she'd need
Got so awful greedy, wanted everything she'd see

Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home

Coffee grows on white oak trees, the river flows with brandy
The hillside's lined with ginger cakes, my Dony's sweet as candy

Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home

I will ride the old grey horse, you may ride the roan
If you see my Dony, tell her I'm sitting at home

Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home



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