I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry
â¨On the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night
â¨Read the good book, studied it too
â¨But nothing prepared me for living with you
â¨â¨Lock me up tight in these shackles I wear
â¨Tied up the keys in the folds of your hair
â¨And the difference with me is I used to not care
â¨Stockholm let me go home
â¨â¨Once a wise man to the ways of the world
â¨Now I've traded those lessons for faith in a girl
â¨Crossed the ocean, thousand years from my home
â¨In this frozen old city of silver and stone
â¨â¨Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff
â¨Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up
â¨And the difference with me is I've fallen in love
â¨Stockholm let me go home
â¨Let me go
â¨â¨And the night, so long, I used to pray for the daylight to come
â¨Folks back home surely have called off the search and gone back to their own â¨
â¨Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff
â¨Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up
â¨And the difference with me is I've fallen in love
â¨Stockholm let me go home
â¨Let me go
â¨Let me go home