Title: Won'T You Come Home
Artist: George Strait
Composer(s): Wayne Kemp
Lyric:
Well, I was out a drinkin'
With a couple of friends of mine
When the bartender handed me the telephone
Said, there's a wife on the line
I told her I was just a drinkin'
With a couple of buddies I knew
She told me in a few short words
Just what she wanted me to do
She said, "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger
You might even make yourself a friend"
She said, "Won't you come home, and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been"
Well, I sat there about an hour
Talkin' with the rest of the guys
When she walked through that front door
She had get home in her eyes
She said, "You've danced and talked
With every woman in town, but me
And if you'd just come around my house
She might like my company"
She said," Won't you come home and talk to a stranger
You might even make yourself a friend
She said, "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been"
She said," Won't you come home and talk to a stranger
And you might even make yourself a friend
She said, "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been"
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