Songtext von Get On Home

When I was a little boy I used to hang my feet In the muddy waters That run through your streams Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home When I see a wagon it was coming down the street Filled with feed and swine and such And that’s a lot of meat Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home The fields they are golden now the cycle will complete In order to harvest the grain You got to cut the weed Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home When you see the children x’s on their head If you dare look at them soon you will be dead Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home Babies gonna disappear from the momma’s arms There’s gonna be a lot of fear But we’ll be on the run Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home Daddy used to beat me He’d treat me like himself He taught me the ways of a man And now I’m by myself Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home Love is all forever and it's been your slave Now it’s gonna open your eyes And rise you from your hate Get on home, get on home Come on home little children, come on home