Humble, I'm Coming Home

My plane touched down on snow covered ground
A cold Midwestern ship in my palms
I left a child, reckless and wild
Humble, I'm coming home

Let a candle burn in your window
Don't waste all your tears on your pillow
For I am on my way
Believe me when I say
Humble, I'm coming home

I hitched down south
With gravel in my mouth
Bottomed out in Houston alone
Torn apart with whiskey in my scars
Humble, I'm coming home

Let a candle burn in your window
Don't waste all your tears on your pillow
For I am on my way
Believe me when I say
Humble, I'm coming home
Humble, I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Holden Laurence Kovach
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