The Geraldine Fibbers
The Geraldine Fibbers - Folks Like Me songtekst
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Don't cry when I say, goodbye love My hearts want to remain what I've become But I feel your little hands a tremblin' 'Cause you know the love we shared is nearly done And I'm goin' back to the place where Folks like me are from My people won't forget me They'll kill me if I try to fight There's just no word for this where I come from I was a trusted servant, a noble scientist But now a fugitive lover's what I've become And I'm goin' back to the place where Folks like me are from I told you from the start That I was not what I appeared But one look in your eyes and I loved you My plans were corrupted by your sweet finger tips And I was never meant to fall in love My work here was simple till I met you I should've gone back a long time ago This body's gettin' old and you know I'll die in the cold winter sun I'm goin' back to the place My old life and my old face I'm goin' back to the place where Folks like me are from Your Lord knows I don't want to leave here I'd like to stay in this little house and provide for you And if I knew I'd only be riskin' my own life I'd stay until they came and struck me dead But I couldn't stand to see them hurt a hair on your sweet head So, goodbye to laughter and kisses Goodbye to your belly and your tongue Back home I'll soon forget just what bliss is And it don't seem fair But I'm goin' back to the place Back to my own race You won't have to live life on the run I'm goin' back to the place where Folks like me are from