When I Get Home

I don't know what my baby's gonna say when I get home.
I know I should have gone, but the booze keeps a-flowin' on.
But by now,
feel like standing on head.
Let the booze flow out of my ears,
But I really, really, really should go,
'Cause I know that my baby's back home.

My sweet woman of the dreams, stop a-teasin' me with your smile.
I gotta keep sober, keep my mind straight for a while.
I once did
climb a mountain side,
Did swim the silver-red seas,
And once did caught the moonbeams,
But now I have flipped to my whim.

My dear old Uncle Adam had it right, Baby, from the start.
He never did get married,
Nor did he break any poor girl's heart.
All his life,
worked his fingers to the bones,
Then he jumped and he came home stoned.
But you couldn't really call it his home.
And I wish that I could be like him.