The swing sets are empty like dirt turned the dark of the night the center of this town it used to whirl in the glow of twilight it might look like God's away with all the trouble these days we'll come home before the girls are grown we're coming home tonight
What, oh, have we done to run this country into such a sight stolen from our brothers like we couldn't find a fair enough fight you wait on promise you will say won't forsake the ash and clay let's come home before the girls are grown let's come home to fight
I know we want whats best for us–i know it has to come at a price i also know the trouble that you find when you stop being nice you look around you one day what you once knew didn't stay let's come home before the girls are grown let's come home tonight
Have you ever asked a man to take your place at the head of the table? you could shed away your shame if in the end you found you simply weren't able you might find out you could stay on the ash and on the clay come on home before the girls are grown come on home tonight
Come on home before the girls are grown come on home to fightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
