I gotta take you home
I gotta take you home
I gotta take you home
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, well
Come walk with me
Through the red dirt and clover
Past the clothes line
Smell the food on the stove
Can't just slide on through
Let mama lay eyes on you
She ain't lookin' at your outer appearance
She starin' at yo soul
I gotta take you home
While the doors of the church are wide open
I gotta take you home
Come join the family
'Cause I gotta take you home
While the doors of the church are wide open
I got a friend, oh what a friend
And she's my woman
And if my mama don't like you
(If my mama don't like you)
Well it's gonna be hard on you
(It's gonna be hard for me to trust you)
Said its gonna be hard, oh lord
While the doors of the church are wide open
I got a friend, oh what a friend
And she's my woman
I gotta take you home
I gotta take you home
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, well
Come walk with me
Through the red dirt and clover
Past the clothes line
Smell the food on the stove
Can't just slide on through
Let mama lay eyes on you
She ain't lookin' at your outer appearance
She starin' at yo soul
I gotta take you home
While the doors of the church are wide open
I gotta take you home
Come join the family
'Cause I gotta take you home
While the doors of the church are wide open
I got a friend, oh what a friend
And she's my woman
And if my mama don't like you
(If my mama don't like you)
Well it's gonna be hard on you
(It's gonna be hard for me to trust you)
Said its gonna be hard, oh lord
While the doors of the church are wide open
I got a friend, oh what a friend
And she's my woman
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