Whoa if I could pray, and I try dear
You might come back home – home to me.

Whoa, if I could ever hold your little hand
Oh you might understand.
Maybe, maybe – maybe – maybe, yeah.

Maybe, maybe, maybe – maybe – maybe dear
I guess I might have done something wrong,
Honey I’d be glad to admit it.
Oh, come on home to me!
Honey maybe, maybe – maybe – maybe, yeah.

But I know that it just doesn’t ever seem to matter baby
Whoa – whoa -whoa, honey when I go out or what I’m trying to do
’cause you see I’m still left here
And I’m all alone, And need-ing you.

Please – please – please – please
Oh won’t you reconsider babe.
Now come on, I said come back
Honey come back, to me!

Maybe… dear. Oh maybe – maybe – maybe
Let me help you, show me how.
Honey maybe, maybe – maybe – maybe
Maybe – maybe – maybe, yeah,
Maybe – maybe – maybe, yeah…

Ooh..! ¥Ç¥

As recorded at Columbia Studio D (Hollywood) on 15 June 1969 and first released on the vinyl album "I Got Dem Ol' Kozmic Blues Again Mama!" (track 2 side 1) Columbia 9913. NOTE: The album incorrectly gives song credit to Richard Barrett who discovered and produced Arlene Smith & The Chantels.