Welcome Home - Punch Brothers

Welcome home

If home it is and well you come

We’ve seen the smoke and smelled the fumes

You went for broke

Then under over a couple bucks

Threw down the yoke and put up your dukes

May a blow land

Where you’ll feel it

May your fire spread

Through the coal-sewn fields

Fare thee well

In a welfare line or thy father’s will

Don’t kill us and we’ll go your bail

You hit and held

And folded, «Enthralled isn’t thrilled»

You said, «grow up,» and away you sailed

May the blow land

Where he’ll see it

May your fear spread

Through the tear-stained shores

Saying, «I never knew you»

Welcome home

If home it is and well you come

Cause fear and fire can’t consume

Condemn, condone

Or dismiss what we haven’t done

And he’s out of salt

Go dress our wounds

Lay a flare down

By your dull pain

May he show up

Or may you move on

He will show up

Or you will move on