Mama's Gonna Take You Home

MAMA’S GONNA TAKE YOU HOME
(written by John Bartholomeusz)

Wake up baby, it’s light outside
If we don’t get movin’ we’ll miss our ride
I’ve seen seven wonders everywhere I roam
One more day on the road, my friend, and this big adventure it’s gotta end
So come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home

They set us down in the centre of town
We pan-handled til’ the sun went down
It’s hard, like getting blood from a stone
Find a doorway away from the street light
And bring that bottle, it’s a chilly night
So come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home

We rode the bus from coast to coast
Trains and planes and fishing boats,
And I’ve seen trouble everywhere I roam
So now we spend every evenin’ at the local bar
Talkin’ ‘bout movin’ but we don’t get far
So come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home

Well, that dog pulled into the centre of town
We pan-handle ‘til the sun went down
Hell it’s hard, like getting blood from a stone
So now we spend every evenin’ at the local bar
Talkin’ ‘bout movin’ but we don’t get far
So come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home

Well, we rode the bus from coast to coast
Trains and planes and fishing boats
I’ve seen trouble everywhere I roam, yeah
Now we spend every evenin’ at the local
Talkin’ ‘bout movin’ but we don’t get far
So come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home
Yeah, come on daddy, mama’s gonna take you
Get a move on daddy, mama’s gonna take you home
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa