| Lyrics: | Transcribed by:
Brian Whitman
Woman, she's moving to
the weight of the world
Momma, she's carrying the weight of the world
All the time she
breathing in the weight of the world
Bring it on home
Bring the soup (?) on
home
Well, poppa, too, he got the weight of the world
Man is moving in to the weight
of the world
And all the time, along with the soup he's bringing home
The weight of the
world
Bring it on home
Bring the soup on home
Children, too, fall to this
weight of the world
All the time they they fall... right there into the weight
And all the
time they're trying to shake
The weight of the world
Bring it on home
Bring the
soup on home
Everybody's going to the wake of the world
We're all dressing up fine
for the wake of the world
And everybody's hiding behind trees, breathing loud
The weight
of the world
Bring it on home
Bring the soup on home |
