Sweet Home Chicago Ringtones

Did you find her? Is she ok? Is Lydia safe? Yeah, she's ok. I-I can't. I can't thake your pain. It's because it doesn't hurt. No. It's ok. Allison. It's ok, it's ok, it's ok. It's perfect. I'm in the arms of my first love. The first person I've ever loved. The person I'll always love. I love you. Scott. Scott McCall. Don't. Please don't. Allison don't please. You need to tell my dad. You need to tell my dad. Tell him... yet... No. *Cries*

Come on, baby don't you wanna go Oh come on, baby don't you wanna go Back to the same old place, to my sweet home Chicago One and one is two, two and two is four Love me baby now, love me slow Come on, baby don't you wanna go Back to the same old place, to my sweet home Chicago Two and two is four, four and four is eight Love me baby now, don't be late Come on, baby don't you wanna go Back to the same old place, to my sweet home Chicago Oh take me there Woo Yeah Love me baby, love me right Early in the morning, now, late at night Come on, baby don't you wanna go Back to the same old place, to my sweet home Chicago I believe, I believe my time ain't long I believe, I believe my time ain't long I've got to leave my baby, and break up my happy home

Oh baby don't you want to go Oh baby don't you want to go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Oh baby don't you want to go Oh baby don't you want to go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded baby I'm booked I gotta go Cryin' baby Honey don't you want to go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Now two and two is four Four and two is six You gonna keep monkeyin' round here friend-boy You gonna get your business all in a trick But I'm cryin' baby Honey don't you wanna go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Now six and two is eight Eight and two is ten Friend-boy she trick you one time She sure gonna do it again But I'm cryin' hey hey Baby don't you want to go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago I'm goin' to California From there to Des Moines Iowa Somebody will tell me that you Need my help someday Cryin hey hey Baby don't you want to go Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago

I look out across corn rows from a dirt road Baby's kicked back in the front seat Got her bare fit hanging out the window We take a trip down memory lane Dirt on the truck, no chance of rain My third generation farming friends all pray that its on the way And if it don't show up, we'll be alright 'Cause folks round here wouldn't take a million For a different life Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From home sweet home Pull down to the cane bridge Park in the ditch Folks and poles are lined up A little kid holds a stringer up Got a mess of fish I drive away with a smile on my face Knowing that this place is blessed By God's amazing grace Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From Home sweet home No matter where I go Or where the road might lead This little speck on the map, is always gonna be Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From home sweet home Yeah, I'm coming home