Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Whoo I don't know where you lay your head Or where you call your home I don't know where you eat your meals Or where you talk on the phone I don't know if you got a cook A butler or a maid I don't know if you got a yard With a hammock in the shade I don't know if you got some shelter Say, a place to hide I don't know if you live with friends In whom you can confide I don't know if you got a family Say, a mom or dad I don't know if you feel love at all But I bet you wish you had Come and go with me To my father's house Come and go with me To my father's house It's a big, big house with lots and lots of room A big, big table with lots and lots of food A big, big yard where we can play football A big, big house, it's my father's house All I know is a big ol' house with rooms for everyone All I know is a lots of land where we can play and run All I know is that you need love, and I've got a family All I know is you're all alone, so why not come with me? Come and go with me To my father's house Come and go with me To my father's house It's a big, big house with lots and lots of room A big, big table with lots and lots of food A big, big yard where we can play football A big, big house, it's my father's house A big, big house with lots and lots of room A big, big table with lots and lots of food A big, big yard where we can play football A big, big house, it's my father's house My father's house Come and go with me To my father's house Come and go with me To my father's house It's a big, big house with lots and lots of room A big, big table with lots and lots of food A big, big yard where we can play football A big, big house, it's my father's house A big, big house with lots and lots of room A big, big table with lots and lots of food A big, big yard where we can play football A big, big house, it's my father's house
Writer(s): Barry Russell Blair, Mark Alan Stuart, Bob Herdman, Will Mcginniss Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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