61 Days Until Brazil

One little old woman, her heart fell to the floor. She was a real gone mama, she had no more tears to cry. where do you think you're going, hurry home to me, hurry home. I'm coming to fetch you, I know you're bound for me. I said oh, what do you think, hurry home to me. Oh, when you take this little journey, you know you'll be by me. I'm coming to fetch you, oh, you'll soon be home. Hurry home to me, hurry home. Hurry home to me.