These Arms Of Mine Lyrics
B. R. HornsbyWell I'm walking on the floorHanging right round the doorHoping you will come throughWanting you to, sweat on my browI'm no saintNothing left but a bad excuseThe heat makes you do thingsYou might just not doIn your right mindBut you'll do what you doYou can be sure I'll be thereIt's gonna take these arms of mineAll that they've got to hold onto youAll that I know is these arms of mineAre willing to try to keep hold of youGonna take a whole, whole, whole lotA whole, whole, whole lotWell I'm walking the lineBetween wrong and rightI could go either wayBut now you don't want me to stayYou're so tired of waitingWell I'm no saintTried to have my cake and eat it tooBut nobody does what you doNow another wins and I loseI might deserve toNow you'll do what you doMight be too late but I'll tell youIt's gonna take these arms of mineAll that they've got to hold onto youAll that I know is these arms of mineAre willing to try to keep hold of youGonna hold, hold, hold onHold, hold, hold on
Bruce Hornsby These Arms Of Mine
