I should've known you couldn't take it
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true, baby
And I can play that game if you can

It's been a long time since I've come here
To give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But I know where I wanna plant my seed

I, I bet a silver dollar, you, you'd love another
And you know that silver dollar, it would make me rich
Girl like you, easy pitch
But I miss you now you're gone

I'm coming home, girl, just to show you
What this man's been living for
A tip for you, don't be surprised, baby
When I come busting through that door

It's been a long time since I've been here
To give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But I know where I wanna plant my seed

I, I bet a silver dollar, you, you'd love another
And even though that silver dollar would make me rich
I wanna tell you that there is a hitch
Miss you know you're gone

And all I got left is my old guitar

I, I bet a silver dollar, you, you'd love another
Even though that silver dollar would make me rich
I wanna tell you that there is a hitch
Miss you know you're gone

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BRIAN DAVID ROBERTSON