Текст песни Robert Earl Keen - Coming Home of the Son and Brother
Robert Earl Keen - Coming Home of the Son and Brother слова песни
Time for the singerTime for the singer boy to make his way homeA prodigal I`ve been distressedThis lonely child can`t make it on his ownI`ve been traveling states awayI`ve been playing in a bluegrass bandNow it`s the coming homeOf the son and brother againTime has slipped awayI don`t know if I can play another tuneThey want me to build single handedA road up to the moonThey only pay me nickels and dimesIn a game that I can never winSo it`s the coming homeOf the son and brother againIt`s been a long long timeSince I`ve seen all of my family and friendsI want to hear them tell their storiesTell �em all about the places I have beenSo open all your doors up wideInvite all the neighbors inFor the coming homeOf the son and brother again