Bring It Home (feat. Jaime Wyatt)

Bill Jackson's just as good or bad as any man I've seen
He's just about as good or bad as either you or me
When Bill would come home late at night from a party or a spree
He'd bring his wife an electric gift and here's what Bill would say

Good morning dear, good evening dear, good afternoon I say
I stopped to haven't a friendly chat with a neighbor down the way
When I saw her connections and all the things they'll do
I thought, my dear, I'd buy a few and bring them home for you

A mixer and a toaster, he plugged into the wall
A stew pot and a coffee pot to boil things you boil
Her home looked like a hardware store, it shined so bright and gay
And every trip Bill snuck back home, these same old words he'd say

Good morning dear, good evening dear, good afternoon I say
I stopped to have a friendly chat with a neighbor down the way
When I saw her connections and all the things they'll do
I thought, my dear, I'd buy a few and bring them home for you

This wash machine and wringer to make your linens white
That iron here, that sweeper there to make your work so light
This beater here, this heater here, I guess you think me strange
For carrying on my shoulders such a big electric range

Good morning dear, good evening dear, good afternoon I say
I stopped to have a friendly chat with a neighbor down the way
When I saw her connections and all the things they'll do
I thought, my dear, I'd buy a few and bring them home for you

One winter night the ground was white and covered o'er in sleet
The morning sun, already high as Bill came down the street

When Bill got home his wife was gone, she left this front door note
Twas with a sickly trembling hand Bill read the words she wrote

Good morning dear, good evening dear, good afternoon I say
I'm having the friendliest chat of my life with the neighbor down the way
And I'm checking their connections to see the things they'll do
It occurred they'd make a mighty fine replacement for you

Good morning dear, good evening dear, good afternoon I say
I stopped to have a friendly chat with a neighbor down the way
I'm checking their connections to see the things they'll do
It occurred they'd make a mighty fine replacement for you



Credits
Writer(s): Woody Guthrie, Mathew Kelly, Kenneth Casey, James Lynch, Jeff Darosa, Timothy Brennan
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