Break it to them gently
when you tell my Mom and Dad
When you see my baby sister be
as kind as you can
And break it to my Grandma
who said
"That boy's wild and bad"
Break it to them gently
when you tell them
that I won't be
coming home again
Cause I'm running with a gun
and it isn't any fun
as a fugitive
Fightin for my life
and I don't know
if I'll make it alone
Running with a gun
and it isn't any fun
as a fugitive
God I wanna go home
Lord I wish I was home
When you see my lady
with the twinkle in her eyes
Tell it to her softly
and hold her if she cries
Tell her that I love her
and I will till the day I die
Break it to her gently
when you tell her
that I won't be
coming home again
I got in too deep
with strangers
Thinking they could help me
find my way
But nobody warned me
of the dangers
And it's always the young
and foolish that have to pay
So break it to them gently
when you tell my Mom and Dad
Thank them for the good years
and all the lovin' that I had
And break it to my Grandma
who said
"the boy is wild and bad"
Break it to them gently
when you tell 'em
that I won't be
comin' home again
Cause I'm running with a gun
and it isn't any fun
as a fugitive
Fightin' for my life
and I don't know
if I'll make it alone
Running with a gun
and it isn't any fun
as a fugitive
God I wanna go home
Lord I wish I was home
You gotta break it to them gently
You gotta break it to them gently
You gotta really try and soothe them
You gotta really try and soothe them
You gotta roll it to my mother
You gotta roll it to my grandma
Roll the old lady
Roll it to my mother
And my sister and my brother
Roll the old lady
Roll it to my grandma
Because she's damn near 80
And Roll the old lady
Roll it to my mother
My sister and my brother
Break it to them gently
when you tell them
That I wont be
coming home again
