Sam Cooke ☆ Bring It on Home to Me

If you ever change your mind

About leaving, leaving me behind

Oh-oh, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)



I know I laughed when you left

But now I know I only hurt myself

Oh-oh, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)



I’ll give you jewellery and money, too

That ain’t all, that ain’t all I’ll do for you

Oh, if you bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)



You know I’ll always be your slave

‘Til I’m buried, buried in my grave

Oh honey, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)



One more thing

I tried to treat you right

But you stayed out, stayed out at night

But I forgive you, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)…

Sam Cooke Bring It Home To Me

Sam Cooke | Bring it on Home to Me | 1962

Sam Cooke - Live At The Harlem Square Club, 1963 - Bring It On Home To Me

Bring it on home to me - Sam Cooke