Lyrics

Perhaps I'd rather be alone See my friends in love, ones just a moment at a time It's a wild-abandoned world, my home Nothing I do but think on what's becoming of my life You know I'm getting fat and old The powers that be have killed in me The power that you still hold While my love is growing cold The booze I said, I never leave it, even though I'm crumbling I can cope When are you coming down To the hole I call a home? Shake off your dress, babe And bless my soul Come on and life me up To your place on high Take off your dress, babe Save my life Hindsight shine a wonder across my eye I saw the roads down which I could have lived a dozen lives I told myself that little lie I could have made it work, if I just had a little time When are you coming down To the hole I call a home? Shake off your dress, babe And bless my soul Come on and life me up To your place on high Take off your dress, babe And save my life Working hard to believe it Looking for a way to go forward, head on high Wouldn't hurt to try When are you coming down To the hole I call a home? Shake off your dress, babe And bless my soul Come on and life me up To your place on high Take off your dress, babe Save my life
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