Letras: Harry Manx. Bring That Thing.

You swore off vice and habit
Trying to save your face
Need some lovin girl know I have it
Just to decorate your place

Dog my cat
Can't you scratch that itch
Things were more simple
When we didn't have a stitch

Bring that thing oh back home
Bring that thing back home

Well lord I need forgiveness
For the methods I use
I believe I can overcome them well
Talking about the blues

These hard times
They sink you down just like a stone
But you don't stop praying oh lord no don't stop praying cause

You gonna make it home

Bring that thing back home
Bring that thing back home

Some folks tried and some folks failed
Living without love somehow
Well that might float you know but I kind of doubt it cause
It;s sure been fun up till now

I might be the one
I'm laying silver down in your hand
Whatever else I may or may not be
I swear I'll always be your man

Bring that thing back home
Bring that thing back home