Hey Mr. Man

Hey, Mr. Man

Don't you call her name no more

Don't you call her name

Wait, try to understand

Offer up a word or two

Written in the sand

Sleeping in the morning light

In the morning light, in the morning light

Sleeping in the morning light

In the morning light, in the morning light

All these alibis

Thinking you can stay in wild

And watch the grass grow high

Will you ever, ever go home?

Why are you staying alone?

Will you ever, ever go?

Will you ever, ever go home?

Come back to the farm

Lay, lay down by the stream

With the blade of grass in hand

With the blade of grass

Stay, stay there with your bride

The one that you imagine comes

The one that never comes

Talking to an empty cup

Hand me down the cup

Hand me down the cup

Talking to an empty cup

Hand me down the cup

Hand me down the cup

Looking there for a sign

Leaving these blues

And whatever I dream behind

Will you ever, ever go home?

Why are you staying alone?

Will you ever, ever go?

Will you ever, ever go home?

Come back to the farm

Go back to the farm

Go back to the farm

Go back to the farm

Go back to the farm