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Harry Manx - Bring That Thing lyrics
You swore I'd find some heaven, Tryin' to save your face, but I, Need some lovin' girl, no no I have it, just to, decorate your place. Dog my cat, can't you scratch that itch? Well,things were so much more simple, when we, didn't have a stitch. Bring that thing, oh, back home. Bring that thing, whoa oh, whoa, back home. Well, Lord I need forgiveness, for the methods I use. I believe, I believe I can overcome them. well I'm, talkin' 'bout the blues. These hard times, they're sinkin' down, just like a stone. But you, don't stop prayin' oh Lord don't stop prayin' 'cause you gonna make it home. Bring that thing, whoa back home. Bring that thing, whoa oh, whoa back home. Well now, some folks tried you know, and some folks failed, Livin' without love somehow well. That might float you know but I, I kind of doubt it, 'cause it's, it sure has been fun up til now. I might be the one. I'm laying silver in your hand, well. Whatever else I, may or may not be, I swear, I'll always be a man. Bring that thing, oh, back home. Bring that thing, no no, Lord back, home. Bring that thing, whoa oh back, home. Bring that thing, whoa whoa, Whoa back home. |
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