| Song | The Coming Home of the Son and Brother |
| Artist | Robert Earl Keen |
| Album | Picnic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Keen | |
| Time for the singer | |
| Time for the singer boy to make his way home | |
| A prodigal | |
| I’ve been distressed | |
| This lonely child can’t make it on his own | |
| I’ve been traveling states away | |
| I’ve been playing in a bluegrass band | |
| Now it’s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| Time has slipped away | |
| I don’t know if | |
| I can play another tune | |
| They want me to build single handed | |
| A road up to the moon | |
| They only pay me nickels and dimes | |
| In a game that | |
| I can never win | |
| So it’s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| It’s been a long long time | |
| Since I’ve seen all of my family and friends | |
| I want to hear them tell their stories | |
| Tell ‘em all about the places | |
| I have been | |
| So open all your doors up wide | |
| Invite all the neighbors in | |
| For the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again |
| zuo ci : Keen | |
| Time for the singer | |
| Time for the singer boy to make his way home | |
| A prodigal | |
| I' ve been distressed | |
| This lonely child can' t make it on his own | |
| I' ve been traveling states away | |
| I' ve been playing in a bluegrass band | |
| Now it' s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| Time has slipped away | |
| I don' t know if | |
| I can play another tune | |
| They want me to build single handed | |
| A road up to the moon | |
| They only pay me nickels and dimes | |
| In a game that | |
| I can never win | |
| So it' s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| It' s been a long long time | |
| Since I' ve seen all of my family and friends | |
| I want to hear them tell their stories | |
| Tell ' em all about the places | |
| I have been | |
| So open all your doors up wide | |
| Invite all the neighbors in | |
| For the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again |
| zuò cí : Keen | |
| Time for the singer | |
| Time for the singer boy to make his way home | |
| A prodigal | |
| I' ve been distressed | |
| This lonely child can' t make it on his own | |
| I' ve been traveling states away | |
| I' ve been playing in a bluegrass band | |
| Now it' s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| Time has slipped away | |
| I don' t know if | |
| I can play another tune | |
| They want me to build single handed | |
| A road up to the moon | |
| They only pay me nickels and dimes | |
| In a game that | |
| I can never win | |
| So it' s the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again | |
| It' s been a long long time | |
| Since I' ve seen all of my family and friends | |
| I want to hear them tell their stories | |
| Tell ' em all about the places | |
| I have been | |
| So open all your doors up wide | |
| Invite all the neighbors in | |
| For the coming home | |
| Of the son and brother again |