Stockholm

Hey folks, how are y'all doing tonight?
Y'all look so good, I'm so glad to see you
I'm Jason Isbell, we're the 400 Unit, we're from Muscle Shoals, Alabama
We're real happy to be here, we hope you all have a great time
One, two, three

I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry
On the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night
Read the good book, studied it too
But nothing prepared me for living with you

Lock me up tight in these shackles I wear
Tied up the keys in the folds of your hair
And the difference with me is I used to not care
Stockholm, let me go home

Once a wise man to the ways of the world
Now I've traded those lessons for faith in a girl
I crossed the ocean, thousand years from my home
In this frozen old city of silver and stone

Ships in the harbour and birds on the bluff
Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up
And the difference with me is I've fallen in love
Stockholm, let me go home

And the night so long
I used to pray for the daylight to come
Folks back home
Surely have called off the search and gone back to their own

Ships in the harbour and birds on the bluff
Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up
And the difference with me is I've fallen in love
Stockholm, let me go home

Let me go
Let me go home

Thank you very much