Tell Her To Come Back Home

Feeling sad and lonesome, I'll tell you the reason why
Just last Monday morning my Dony said goodbye
When we got married, bought her everything she'd need
Got so awful greedy, wanted everything she 'd see
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home
Coffee grows on white oak trees, the river flows with brandy
The hillside's lined with ginger cakes, my Dony's sweet as candy
If you ride the old grey horse, I'll ride the roan
If you see my Dony, tell her I'm sitting at home
Oh, my love , oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home
If you ride the old grey horse, I'll ride the roan
If you see my Dony, tell her I'm sitting at home
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, tell her to come back home