Lyrics:

Well she's a brown-eyed lady and I couldn't give her an answerShe took all I give her and all she ever wanted is moreAnd I'd have to admit that I'm not just a born romancerWho'll taking it easy, feel like I did beforeCHORUS:Mean, mean JemimaWon't you come back, won't you come back home?Mean, mean JemimaWon't you come back, won't you come back home?I'm sitting here thinking of nothing but matches and candlesShe took all I give her and all she ever wanted is moreAnd I'd have to admit she was too much for me to handleWho'll taking it easy, I'm feeling like I did beforeCHORUSShe's a brown-eyed lady and I couldn't give her an answerShe took all I give her and all she ever wanted is more[guitar solo (Pete Ham)]CHORUSWon't you come back home? (come back)Won't you come back? (won't you come back?)Won't you come back home? (won't you come back?)Won't you come back? (come back)Won't you come back home? (come back)Won't you come on back? (come back)Won't you come back home? (Won't you come back?)Won't you come back? (Won't you come back?)Won't you come back home? (Won't you come back?).