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N'ahleens inspired piano stomp blues with a beer chaser
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Come on Home to Me
Music and lyrics by Jon Storm
You left a swirlin' cloud of hurtin' here where
you once stood.
I oughta' get a blue tatoo that says you're
no damned good.
But when you finally get your fill of bad company
you can come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me
Sometimes you don't know what you need until you
find out what you had;
if you find it out too late, well that's just
too damned bad.
But I ain't changed the locks yet, and you've got a key:
you can come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me
BRIDGE
I ain't spinnin' my wheels, no no no,
baby I ain't coolin' my heels.
But since you been gone I keep the porch light on
so you'll know how to find it when you come back home,
when you Come on Home to Me
You got a gypsy in your boots, baby,
that's understood,
but you ain't gonna wander far because I'm
so damned good.
The fortune teller told me, she said just wait and see:
soon you'll come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me.
She said you'll come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me.
Copyright © Jon Storm. All rights reserved.
Music and lyrics by Jon Storm
You left a swirlin' cloud of hurtin' here where
you once stood.
I oughta' get a blue tatoo that says you're
no damned good.
But when you finally get your fill of bad company
you can come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me
Sometimes you don't know what you need until you
find out what you had;
if you find it out too late, well that's just
too damned bad.
But I ain't changed the locks yet, and you've got a key:
you can come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me
BRIDGE
I ain't spinnin' my wheels, no no no,
baby I ain't coolin' my heels.
But since you been gone I keep the porch light on
so you'll know how to find it when you come back home,
when you Come on Home to Me
You got a gypsy in your boots, baby,
that's understood,
but you ain't gonna wander far because I'm
so damned good.
The fortune teller told me, she said just wait and see:
soon you'll come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me.
She said you'll come on home, come on home,
Come on Home to Me.
Copyright © Jon Storm. All rights reserved.
