You swore off vice and habit Trying to save your face Need some lovin girl know I have it Just to decorate your place
Dog my cat Can't you scratch that itch Things were more simple When we didn't have a stitch
Bring that thing oh back home Bring that thing back home
Well lord I need forgiveness For the methods I use I believe I can overcome them well Talking about the blues
These hard times They sink you down just like a stone But you don't stop praying oh lord no don't stop praying cause
You gonna make it home
Bring that thing back home Bring that thing back home
Some folks tried and some folks failed Living without love somehow Well that might float you know but I kind of doubt it cause It;s sure been fun up till now
I might be the one I'm laying silver down in your hand Whatever else I may or may not be I swear I'll always be your man
Bring that thing back home Bring that thing back home