Lyrics
BREAK IT TO THEM GENTLY
Break it to them gently when you tell my mom and dad
And when you see my baby sister be as kind as you can
Break it to my grandma, who said "that boy's wild and bad"
Break it to them gently when you tell them that I won't be coming home again
Cause I'm running with a gun, and it isn't any fun as a fugitive
Fightin for my life and I don't know if I'll make it alone
Running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive
Lord, I wanna go home
Lord, I wish I was home
And when you see my lady with the twinkle in her eyes
Tell it to her softly and hold her if she cries
Tell her that I love her and I will til’ the day I die
Tell it to her gently when you tell her that I won't be coming home again
I got in too deep with strangers
Ah thinkin’ they could help me find my way
Nobody warned me of the dangers
And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay
So, break it to them gently when you tell my mom and dad
Thank ‘em for the good years and all the lovin’ that I’ve had
Break it to my grandma, who said "that boy’s wild and bad"
Break it to them gently when you tell 'em that I won't be comin’ home again
Running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive
Fightin’ for my life and I don’t know if I’ll make it alone
Runnin’ the gun and it isn’t fun as a f
Lord, I wanna go home
Lord, I wish I was home
You gotta break it to them gently
Break it to them gently
Ya really gotta really try to roll 'em
Ya gotta really try to soothe ‘em
Ya, gotta break it to them gently
Ya, really try to roll ‘em
Really try to soothe ‘em
Ya really try to roll ‘em
Roll it to my mother
Roll it to my grandma
Gotta roll the old lady
Roll it to my mother
Sister and my brother
Roll the old lady
Roll it to my grandma, she’s damn near eighty
Roll the old lady
Ahhh…
Sweet summertime tastes like wine
And it feels so fine
Roll the old lady
Hey… yeah …
Roll the old lady…
Break it to them gently when you tell them that I won’t be comin’ home…
Written by: Burton Cummings