Timothée Chalamet

I Was Young When I Left Home
I was young when I left home But I been out a-rambling around And I never wrote a letter to my home To my home Lord, to my home And I never wrote a letter to my home It was just the other day I was bringing home my pay When I met an old friend I used to know Said your mother's dead and gone Sister's all gone wrong And your daddy needs you home right away Not a shirt on my back Not a penny on my name And I can't go home this way This way Lord, Lord, Lord And I can’t go home this way From Letras Mania