Break It To Them Gently

Break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad When you see my baby sister be as kind as you can And break it to my Grandma, who said "That boy's wild and bad" Break it to them gently when you tell them that I won't be coming home again Cause I'm running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive Fightin for my life and I don't know if I'll make it alone Running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive God I want to go home Lord I wish I was home When you see my lady with the twinkle in her eyes Tell it to her softly and hold her if she cries Tell her that I love her and I will til the day I die Break it to her gently when you tell her that I won't be coming home again I got in too deep with strangers Thinking they could help me find my way But nobody warned me of the dangers And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay So break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad Thank them for the good years and all the lovin that I had And break it to my Grandma, who said "the boy is wild and bad" Break it to them gently when you tell 'em that I won't be comin home again I got in too deep with strangers Thinking they could help me find my way But nobody warned me of the dangers And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay) You gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to roll 'em Gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to soothe them Gotta really try to roll 'em You gotta roll it to my Mother Gotta roll it to my Grandma Gotta roll the old lady Roll it to my Grandma, she's damn near eighty Roll the old lady