Trader Boy - Tapping The Vein, Greg Mackintosh

I never should have traded you

Is there anything, anything I can do

To start to try to make amends?

I’m gonna knuckle down

Buckle down

Find you and then

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

Now at the time I thought it through

It seemed a magnificent thing to do, but

Now I’ve gone and made a mess

I’m gonna walk the town

Up and down

Find you again

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

There you are crawling on your hands and knees

When the only groveling to be done now

Should be done by me

(I never should have traded you…)

There you are struggling under wire and fence

I know I should be begging

Will you forgive me?

I just lost my sense

(I never should have traded you! I never should have traded you!)

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home

I’ll bring you back

Home, home, home