Track byCharlie Parker, Mack Woolbright
Man gets up early in the morn And leaves his wife in bed She lies there as the kids wake up and cry "Get up and cook some bread" Let me tell you a thing or two That a woman like that won't never do And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man He never had no loving wife To greet him with a frying pan She'll meet you at the door when you go to come in And knock you down with a rolling pin And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man Man comes in at dinner time Hungry and he wants to eat Finds his wife piled up in the bed Lying there sound asleep Gets so mad that he pulls his hair He swears and declares that he won't stay there And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man He never had no loving wife To greet him with a frying pan She'll meet you at the door when you go to come in And knock you down with a rolling pin And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man Man comes in from work at night Tired and he goes to bed The baby lying there in the cradle Screaming like he'll raise the dead He'll sit and rock for about an hour And never a hand to help prepare And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man He never had no loving wife To greet him with a frying pan She'll meet you at the door when you go to come in And knock you down with a rolling pin And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man The man who wrote home sweet home was never a married man He never had no loving wife To greet him with a frying pan She'll meet you at the door when you go to come in And knock you down with a rolling pin And the man that wrote the Home Sweet Home He never was a married man