I'm getting tired of roaming around I'm getting tired of paintin' the town Bright lights and blonde-haired women, don't thrill me I'm getting tired of being lit up like a Christmas tree Yes, I've done everything that you said that I do You told me it would be this way Believe me baby, I'm all through Please let me come home to you ♪ Well I'm getting tired of roaming around I'm getting tired of paintin' the town Bright lights and blonde-haired women, don't thrill me I'm getting tired of being lit up like a Christmas tree Yes I've done everything that you said that I do You told me it would be this way Believe me baby, I'm all through Please let me, please let me come home to you ♪ May God bless you, thank you I never go by a set of list y'all know that You're the ones that should holla stuff out I do got a little sheet over here to remind me of songs That I wrote because I forget 'em