I'm not much for making little wishes, but I'd like a little wish to come true for you.

I'm not talking about loaves and fishes but I wish that there was something I could do for you.

Here's a little bit of cheap advice to be taken in an hour of need,

don't assume that the life you left is the life you have to lead.



When you come home, what you gonna do oh brother, oh brother.

Don't you try to deny what you know to be true,

the same mess of misery that you done been through,

standing in line and it's waiting for you.

One kiss leads to another, brother, when you come back home.



I'd like to know who's knocking on door, I'd like to know what they come here for.

You'd like to say no but the words won't come,

come in and sit down, seem to roll off your tongue.

You forget to remember, to never die young, one kiss leads to another.

Brother when you come back home, standing in line, all of your friends,

standing in line, party never ends, standing in line, the river flows, the river bends,

standing in line, all of your friends.



When you come home, what you gonna do oh brother, oh brother.

Don't you try to deny what you know to be true,

the same mess of misery that you done been through,

standing in line and it's waiting for you.

One kiss leads to another, brother, when you come back home.



And that moon will be shining in the trees all night long, something bound to happen for sure.

Soon you'll be stopping by talking to a friend again, swear you ain't never tasted nothing so pure.



When you come home, what you gonna do oh brother, oh brother.

Don't you try to deny what you know to be true,

the same mess of misery that you done been through,

standing in line and it's waiting for y