Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Don't Roam, artist - Neil Hannon. Date of issue: 03.12.2006
Song language: English
Love Don't Roam |
| Well I’ve roamed about this Earth |
| with just a suitcase in my hand. |
| And I’ve met some bug-eyed Joes, |
| I’ve met the blessed I’ve met the damned. |
| But of all the strange, strange creatures |
| in the air, at sea, on land, |
| Oh my girl, my girl, my precious girl, |
| I love you, you understand. |
| So, reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Oh come on, take me home, |
| ‘Cause my body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Oh, no. |
| I have wandered, I have rambled, |
| I have crossed this crowded sphere, |
| And I’ve seen a mess of problems |
| that I long to disappear. |
| And all I have’s this anguished heart, |
| for you have vanished too. |
| Oh my girl, my girl, my precious girl, |
| just what is this man to do? |
| So, reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Oh come on, take me home, |
| ‘Cause my body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Yeah, reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Oh come on, take me home, |
| ‘Cause my body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Oh, no. |
| Well, you took me in, |
| you stole my heart, |
| I cannot roam no more, |
| Because love, it stays within you, |
| it doesn’t wash up on a shore. |
| And a fighting man forgets each cut, |
| each knock, each bruise, each fall. |
| But a fighting man cannot forget |
| why his love don’t roam no more. |
| Oh, reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Oh come on, take me home, |
| ‘Cause my body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Yeah, reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Oh come on, take me home, |
| ‘Cause my body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Yeah, walk with me, my love, my love, |
| Walk tall, walk proud, walk far. |
| For you are my love, you are, you are, |
| You are my shining star. |
| Yeah, walk with me, oh, my love, |
| Walk tall, walk proud, walk far. |
| For you are my love, you are, you are, |
| You are my shining star, you are, you are. |
| Yeah! |
| Reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Come on, take me home, |
| My body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Come on, take me home, |
| My body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Come on, take me home, |
| My body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |
| Reel me in, my precious girl, |
| Come on, take me home, |
| My body’s tired of travelling |
| And my heart don’t wish to roam. |