A woman get your head out of colors.
Time to get your butt out of bed.
Get down your hands in your back.
It's my child going back home.
Get back to the homestead.
I'm a gonna eat me some water.
Put a shine upon my shoes.
Telephone my mom, keep the room above Joe's.
Cause we're coming back,
coming back to the homestead.
Everything is packed,
getting back to the homestead.
This time,
we'll stay.
Baby, I know that we could have made it.
We had ideas in our head.
And I wish somehow we could have saved it.
But we're gasoline out of breath.
Yet the years haven't really been wasted.
And I know it in my head.
We did good for the life that we tasted.
Cause we're gasoline out of breath.
A woman, you can really believe it.
I did everything a man could do.
Breaking my back just to make her sit down.
There were many times when no one was on you.
Oh, woman, I know how you feel it.
I've seen the hurt upon your face.
How many times do you think that I've cried?
Knowing every day that your heart was getting broken.
Holding back your cry to hear you a little joking.
Oh,
let's get away.
Baby,
I know that we could have made it.
We had ideas in our head.
And I wish somehow we could have saved it.
But we're gasoline out of breath.
Yet the
years haven't really been wasted.
And I know it in my head.
We did good for the life that we tasted.
Cause we're gasoline out of breath.
Gasoline out of breath.
Gasoline out of breath.