Well I was out a drinking with a couple of friends of mine
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When the bartender handed me the telephone
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And said there's my wife on the line
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Well I told her I was just a drinking with the couple of biddies I knew
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But she told me in a few short words just what she wanted me to do
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She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
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You might even make yourself a friend
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So won't you come home and talk to a stranger
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It's the only place in days you haven't been
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[ piano - guitar ]
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Well I sat there about an hour a talking with the rest of the guys
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When she walked to that front door she had gethome in her eyes
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She said you've talked and danced with every woman in town but me
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If you just come around the house you might like my company
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She said won't you come home...
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It's the only place in days you haven't been
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Won't You Come Home And Talk To A Stranger
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| Ernest Tubb |
