intro verse 1 This is the last weary road I'm gonna travel The last weary night In a cheep hotel And it is hard to kneel down and pray And thank the lord for another day When the mornin' only means You missed another meal Go tell my mama That i was wrong to break her heart Go tell my papa That he was right right from the start And go tell them patron saints That they forgot To watch out for where i roamed And go tell the savior I'm coming home verse 2 Well i must admit It was my childhood dream to travel From the stories that you hear Of wine, women and song But if the wine don't blur your eyes The women might make you realize That they're takin' off their clothes Just to put you on Go tell my mama That i was wrong to break her heart Go tell my papa That he was right right from the start And go tell them patron saints That they forgot To watch out for where i roamed And go tell the savior I'm coming home verse 3 This is the last weary road I'm gonna travel The last weary night In a cheap hotel And i'm feelin' all i've got Are my feelings all tied up in knots And the mornin' just might find me Halfway to hell Go tell my mama That i was wrong to break her heart Go tell my papa That he was right right from the start And go tell them patron saints That they forgot To watch out for where i roamed And go tell the savior I'm coming home
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