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Nellie Mckay Home Sweet Mobile Home

If time runs like a river I saw my people bathed in blood And if the faithful find the sinners I'll have to leave all I have loved (Adios) Goodbye, oh

They say minds move mysteriously, Well, I've seen them all, and I still don't believe it, In my nightmares, monotonously, they open the door, Set my heart

Bluebird Bring back my happiness And see me through This clouded hour Bluebird On wings of loveliness Carry me to a field In flower Thunder Comes roaring

Come on, come on, let's try and make it You tell yourself, this time for sure But I would rather sit and crave it I'm not wanted anymore I had a kind

roll In the heart of Magnolia country Callin' me home, sweet mobile home We had left that coastal city Traveled north across the plain Till those soft sweet

of Rome Lead the crippled, the broken and even the beggars To their old fashioned, soul passion hope Take me home Take me home Ole Bodega

The New York Times invents the news I did not see where they were going Behind the dying afternoon I follow, restlessly devoted Tell me your mind Tell

If time runs like a river I saw my people bathed in blood And if the faithful find the sinners I'll have to leave all I loved (Adios) Goodbye, O hypocrite

trees roll In the heart of Magnolia country Callin' me home, sweet mobile home We had left that coastal city Traveled north across the plain Till those soft sweet