Stockholm

Hey folks, how are y'all doing tonight? Y'all look so good, I'm so glad to see you I'm Jason Isbell, we're the 400 Unit, we're from Muscle Shoals, Alabama We're real happy to be here, we hope you all have a great time One, two, three I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry On the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night Read the good book, studied it too But nothing prepared me for living with you Lock me up tight in these shackles I wear Tied up the keys in the folds of your hair And the difference with me is I used to not care Stockholm, let me go home Once a wise man to the ways of the world Now I've traded those lessons for faith in a girl I crossed the ocean, thousand years from my home In this frozen old city of silver and stone Ships in the harbour and birds on the bluff Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up And the difference with me is I've fallen in love Stockholm, let me go home And the night so long I used to pray for the daylight to come Folks back home Surely have called off the search and gone back to their own Ships in the harbour and birds on the bluff Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up And the difference with me is I've fallen in love Stockholm, let me go home Let me go Let me go home Thank you very much