Sam Cooke - Bring it on home to me

^CIf you ever change your ^G7mind..about ^Cleaving, ^C7leaving me be^Fhind.. Oh, oh, ^Cbring it to me, ^G7bring your sweet ^Flovin'.. ^G7bring it on home to ^Cme..yeah, ^Fyeah, ^Cyeah, ^G7yeah.

^G7I know I ^Claughed when you ^G7left..but now I ^Cknow I ^C7only hurt my^Fself.. Oh, yeah, ^Cbring it to me, bring your sweet ^G7lovin'.. ^G7bring it on home to ^Cme..yeah, ^Fyeah, ^Cyeah, ^G7yeah.

^G7I'll give you ^Cjewelry and money ^G7too..that ain't ^Call, that ain't ^C7all I'd do for ^Fyou.. If you'd ^Cbring it to me, ^G7bring your sweet ^Flovin'.. ^G7bring it on home to ^Cme..yeah, ^Fyeah, ^Cyeah, ^G7yeah.

^G7You know I'll ^Calways, be your ^G7slave..til I'm ^Cburied, ^C7buried in my ^Fgrave. Oh, please ^Cbring it to me, ^G7bring your sweet ^Flovin'.. ^G7bring it on home to ^Cme..yeah, ^Fyeah, ^Cyeah, ^G7yeah.

I ^Ctry to treat you ^G7right, but you ^Cstayed out, ^C7stayed out til ^Fnight..but I for^F7give you. ^CBring it to me, ^G7bring your sweet ^Flovin'.. ^G7bring it on home to ^Cme..yeah, ^Fyeah, ^Cyeah, ^G7yeah^C.