Love Don't Roam

Neil Hannon

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    Well, I've roamed about this earth
    With just a suitcase in my hand
    And I've met some bog-eyed joe's
    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
    Come on, take me home
    'Cause my body's tired of travelling
    And my heart don't wish to roam. No, no

    I have wandered, I have rambled
    I have crossed this crowded sphere
    And I've seen a mass of problems
    That I long to disappear

    Now, 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
    Come on, take me home
    'Cause my body's tired of travelling
    And my heart don't wish to roam

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    Yeah, reel me in, my precious girl
    Come on, take me home
    'Cause my body's tired of travelling
    And my heart don't wish to roam. No, no

    Well, you took me in, you stole my heart
    I cannot roam no more
    Because love, it stays within you
    It does not wash up on a shore

    But 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
    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
    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 know my love, you are, you are
    You are my shining star

    Walk with me, oh my love
    Walk tall, walk proud, walk far
    For you know 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

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    Composition: Murray Gold

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