Take You Home

I gotta take you home

I gotta take you home

'Cause I gotta take you home

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, well

Come walk with me through the red dirt and clover

Past the clothes line, smell the food on that stove

Can't just slide on through, let mama lay eyes on you

She ain't looking at your outer appearance, she's staring at your soul

I gotta take you home

While the doors of the church are wide open

I gotta take you home

Come join the family

'Cause I gotta take you home

While the doors of the church are wide open

I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

And if mama don't like you

(If my mama don't like you)

Oh, it's gonna be hard, oh, Lord

(It's gon' be hard for me to trust you)

Said, it's gonna be hard, whoa, Lord

(While the doors of the church are wide open)

While the doors are wide open, I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

Now, we're here at the table

Watch my cousins cut up

The last one didn't make it

Said, she wasn't good enough

With her unkept children

No sign of praying life

Mama knows that you're different

She sees your light

So I gotta take you home

While the doors of the church are wide open

I gotta take you home

Be a part of a family, yeah

'Cause I gotta take you home

While the doors of the church are wide open

I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

(If my mama don't like you)

Said, it's gonna be hard on ya

(It's gon' be hard for me to trust you)

But we can make it through, let me take you on home

While the doors of the church are wide open

While the doors are wide open, I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

I gotta take you home

While the doors of the church are wide open

I gotta take you home

Oh, be around my family

'Cause I gotta take you home

I gotta take you home so mama can get a good look at you

I got a friend, oh, what a friend

And she's my woman

(If my mama don't like you)

(It's gon' be hard for me to trust you)

Said, oh

(While the doors of the church are wide open)

Let the church say, amen

Again and again

I love you, mama