Tattoos in Mayberry
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When I came for you,
you were called away.
To consecrate our child
on your Sabbath Day.
I'm passing along
my blood spattered
battle baton
here on this final race.
I'm done with fools
laying waste
protecting a, barely standing
tattered,
warrior's place.
I'm comin' home to
baby's momma
comin home to stay.
If you had a question
I had your answer
A fast talking ladies man
and a real smooth dancer.
But,now, it's painful to walk
and much harder to speak.
I'm on a free falling, protracted losing streak.
So, I'm comin home Lordy Momma
comin home today.
Comin home to baby's momma
comin home to stay.
In your forgiving arms
I'll duly invest.
With you in my corner
I'll bypass the rest.
Been out ridin these rails.
Since getting kicked off the bus.
I've been on a gambit' for good lovin'
without all the fuss.
But, now,I'm bootin it home to
my sweetie momma
You're all I need
and that's ok.
I'm comin' home to baby's momma
comin home today.
I'm not runnin' a game
I'm rumblin' on home
on the red eye train to fate.
and I'm runnin late.
I'm bootin' it' on home
today,.
I'm comin' home to baby's momma
and I'm home to stay.
Buddy Bee Anthony
All editing and publishing rights reserved as is by this author
you were called away.
To consecrate our child
on your Sabbath Day.
I'm passing along
my blood spattered
battle baton
here on this final race.
I'm done with fools
laying waste
protecting a, barely standing
tattered,
warrior's place.
I'm comin' home to
baby's momma
comin home to stay.
If you had a question
I had your answer
A fast talking ladies man
and a real smooth dancer.
But,now, it's painful to walk
and much harder to speak.
I'm on a free falling, protracted losing streak.
So, I'm comin home Lordy Momma
comin home today.
Comin home to baby's momma
comin home to stay.
In your forgiving arms
I'll duly invest.
With you in my corner
I'll bypass the rest.
Been out ridin these rails.
Since getting kicked off the bus.
I've been on a gambit' for good lovin'
without all the fuss.
But, now,I'm bootin it home to
my sweetie momma
You're all I need
and that's ok.
I'm comin' home to baby's momma
comin home today.
I'm not runnin' a game
I'm rumblin' on home
on the red eye train to fate.
and I'm runnin late.
I'm bootin' it' on home
today,.
I'm comin' home to baby's momma
and I'm home to stay.
Buddy Bee Anthony
All editing and publishing rights reserved as is by this author
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