Show me the way home
Show me the way home
Show me the way back
She is my ripe tomato
She's my carrot on a stick
I've been drunk upon her juice so long
I don't know where I am
Now show me the way home
Show me the way home
Show me the way back home
She says the cup is broken
Now she tells me it is full
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
I don't know where to go
Now show me the way home
Show me the way home
Show me the way back home
She whispers, "Surrender, come blind to my side"
I will be on the twelve o-clock train
And I walk through the world, stunned by beauty,
I am king today
Now I watch the hours and the boxcars go by
Still I am waiting in the rain
Oh, she gives, she gives, she gives
And she takes away
Now show me the way home
Show me the way home
Show me the way back home
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