Mum I'm Coming Home

by Birtles , Goble

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Mum,
I'm com-ing home,
So take my pic-ture,
Off the wall.
I'm com-ing home,
I've had en-ough,
Of be-ing a-lone.
Dad,
I'll see you soon,
Don't keep me talk-ing,
On the phone.
You're wast-ing time.
I've gott-a move.
I'm com-ing home.
Since I've been a-way,
It gets hard-er ev'ry day.
I real-ly, got a lot to learn.
She loved me, from the start,
Then she left and broke my heart,
To my home, I will re-turn.
Now, I'll come to you,
Back to the on-ly friends, I know.
You un-der-stand,
Your love is true.
I'm com-ing home.