Coming Home - Lucero

It’s a cold wet, December night

In your bedroom when he said goodbye

You let him go;

he walked out the door

Saying I don’t need this baby;

I don’t need you 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

Darling 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 sure are 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

Darling 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 dying

Cause I don’t plan on dying at all

The boys are waiting for me outside by the van

Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now

Darling don’t cry for me

Cause I’m coming home

Cause I’m coming home

Darling don’t cry for me

Cause I’m coming home

Cause I’m coming…