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The Dells

Gotta Get Home To My Baby

 

Gotta Get Home To My Baby

(album: We Got To Get Our Thing Together - 1975)


Cold lonely nights in the city
Gotta get home to my baby
Cold hearted people without no pity
Gotta get home to my baby

Searching for the bright lights
Good times on my mind
Why gimme them soul hand-me-downs
Eat, drink and be merry
No lonesome tomorrow
Won't be nothing but pain and sorrow

I'm catching the fastest thing smoking
Out of this town
I'm gonna call my baby
And tell her I'm homeward bound

I gotta get home oh, yeah
To my baby oh, yeah
I gotta get home to my baby

Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home to my baby

Going around in circles
Trying to make it to the top
I gotta get home to my baby
Sometimes these circles
Never seem to stop
I gotta get home to my baby

People walking 'round
On a cloud so high
Looking for a pie in the sky
No time for living
They just want to exist
This kind of life
I sure won't miss, no, no

I ain't got no time
For this frustration
I'm going back home
To a better situation

I'm going home oh, Lord
I'm going home to my baby
Oh, yeah I'm going home
I'm going back home to my baby

Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home to my baby

Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home
(Gotta get home to my baby)
Going home to my baby

I ain't got no time
For this frustration
I'm going back home
To a better intuation

I'm going home oh, Lord
I'm going home to my baby
Oh, yeah I'm going home
I'm going back home to my baby

I might take an airplane
Or maybe a fast train
But I'm going home
Gotta get home to my baby
Going home, oh, baby
Gotta ger home to my baby

I might ride a ten-speed bike
I might crawl
But I'm going home
Gotta get home to my baby
I'm coming home, baby
I'm going home to baby
Gotta get home to my baby

It's a dirty cold world
And I'm tired, tired
Gotta get home, baby
Gotta get home to my baby
Oh, yeah open your door, baby
Gotta get home to my baby...

done

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