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Come On In

Höfundur lags: V.F. Stewart Flytjandi: Martina McBride og Patsy Cline Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home


If I had one wish I wish I could
Go [C]back to my old neighborhood
Where the [D7]good folks they all love you as their [G]own  

Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
Knock [C]on the door 'n they'd all sing out
[G]Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home


I'd sing their praises long and loud
Cause [C]their all my folks and I'm mighty proud
Of the [D7]little old town back home where I was [G]born

I wish that I could hear them say
In the [C]good old-fashioned friendly way
[G]Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home


Well they don't lock their doors at night
Cause [C]they all know they're a doing right
And the [D7]good Lord's bound to have them for his [G]own  

If I'd go back to hear them pray
In the [C]little pine church they all would say
[G]Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home


When I was a child of only three
I [C]said my prayers at my mother's knee
And I [D7]knew right then from God I'd never [G]roam

When I get my summons on the Judgment Day
I [C]hope I can hear my Savior say
[G]Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home

Come on in and sit [C]right down and [D7]make yourself at [G]home


Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

If I had one wish I wish I could
Go back to my old neighborhood
Where the good folks they all love you as their own

Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
Knock on the door 'n they'd all sing out
Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

I'd sing their praises long and loud
Cause their all my folks and I'm mighty proud
Of the little old town back home where I was born

I wish that I could hear them say
In the good old-fashioned friendly way
Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

Well they don't lock their doors at night
Cause they all know they're a doing right
And the good Lord's bound to have them for his own

If I'd go back to hear them pray
In the little pine church they all would say
Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

When I was a child of only three
I said my prayers at my mother's knee
And I knew right then from God I'd never roam

When I get my summons on the Judgment Day
I hope I can hear my Savior say
Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home

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