B.o.B. – Take U Home scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 If I had wings like Noah’s dove I’d fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. I had a man, who was long and tall, Moved his body like a cannon ball. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. ‘member one evening, it was drizzling rain And in my heart I felt an aching pain. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Once I wore my apron low, Been a-keep’ you away from my door. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Now my apron is up to my chin, You pass my door but you never come in. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Muddy river runs muddy ‘n’ wild, You can’t care the bloody for my unborn child. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Number nine train ain’ done no harm, Number nine train take my poor baby home. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Fastest man I ever saw Skid Missouri on the way to Arkansas. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.