I know I sent you packin'
But now I want you back again
Livin' without you ain't no livin' at all
How I miss your naggin'
And your tongue a-waggin'
And the crash of the coffee cup up against the bedroom wall
In the kitchen, early in the mornin'
Midnight, walkin' the floor
Without your cryin', cussin' and your moanin',
Home ain't home anymore
So come on, honey
Come home and spend my money
Ah come back, mama, and take another swing at me
I told my friends how I sent you runnin'
Cause you didn't do me right
But if I looked up and saw you comin'
You could do me wrong all night
So come on, honey
Come on and spend my money
Oh come back, mama, and take another swing at me
Come back, mama, and take another swing at me
Ah come back, mama, and take another swing at me
Take another swing at me