Take me home

Brain police told me not to cry in my sleep
I said, no matter what happens, I won't weep
they released me and defeated, I crept back alone
baby says she's leaving and no way to get home

Grandpa's all of a twitter 'bout the hole in the roof
the servant says it's alright but hey that's no proof
their voices keep on turning into an endless drone
baby says she's leaving and no way to get home

       take me home sweet roads
       I am so alone
       I've been searching for a place
       to lay my head down
       fly on high white bird
       higher on the wing
       I've been looking for a place
       where I would know all
       I won't try no more
       take me home sweet roads

Gypsy says, she sure is coming back to you
and baby I keep hoping, oh that you do
but if you have a question, don't bother to ask
baby I'm so tired of you wearing your mask

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1973.