You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
I have a catalogue of woe
Nothing to sell but lots to show
Mail order misery
Free of charge delivery
Who's there to impress
When you have gone and I've regressed
To the kind of simple soul
That needs some praise just to be whole
Didn't comb my hair
So now I'm looking like a bear
Dressed in mismatched clothes
From furry head to toe
There's much that I could say
That would end up as a cliché
Since these tried and trusted tools
Are wasted in the hands of fools
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
Well I may exaggerate
This laughable state
When this time is guaranteed
To seem biblical to me
Christ without the cross
My significance seems lost
In my wilderness phase
For forty nights and forty days
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
You can save me
Just come on home
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB