I changed my mind and I'm coming home
Pictured you sitting on the stairs alone
It's easy coming from the pits of old, but
I will soon be leaving for you
Stepped from the ocean to a darker pit
Opening chambers inside of it
My brothers gathered in the opening
But I will soon be leaving for you
Oh, if I come home
Will you be waiting at the door?
Will you take this coal from my hands
And change it to gold.
Oh, young soldier I know you're getting older
I changed my mind and I'm coming home
Pictured you sitting in the house alone
It's easy coming from the place I know, but
I will soon be leaving for,
I will soon be leaving for you
Oh, if I come home
Will you be waiting at the door?
Will you take this coal from my hands
And change it to gold.
Oh, young soldier I know you're getting older
You went upstairs to kneel to pray,
The one with whom you talked give way
The breath that kept your healthy lungs
Singing hard and speaking tongues
Oh, if I come home
Will you be waiting at the door?
Will you take this coal from my hands
And change it to gold.
Oh, young soldier I know you're getting older