S. Cooke
If you ever, change your mind,
About leaving, leaving me behind
Won't you bring your
Your sweet loving,
Bring it on home to me.
You made me cry
Honey when you left,
But you only, only hurt yourself
So won't you bring your
Your sweet loving,
Bring it on home to me.
I gave you jewellery,
And all my money and then it all,
All I do for you
But did it bring your, your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me.
Oh won't you bring your lovin'
Bring it on home to me
Why don't you bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me
Why don't you bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me
