Woorden: Lucero. Coming Home.

It's a cold wet, December night
In your bedroom when he said goodbye
You let him go; he walked out the door said "after this, baby, I won't leave no more".
He held your hand, looked in your eyes, said little girl its gonna be alright
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darlin' don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home
Last night, she heard his voice
Called long distance, from way up north
He said girl, you know I think we're so close
I think were gonna make it, when I come back home
I'll hold your hand, look in your eyes, say little girl, it's gonna be alright
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darlin' don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home

Don't cry, don't cry,
Darling one
Don't cry don't cry
Cause I don't plan on dyin' young
Cause I don't plan on dyin' young
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darlin' don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home
Darlin' don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming a?¦..