Break It To Them Gently

by Burton Cummings

1978

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 til the day I die

Tell 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

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

Lord I wanna go home

You gotta break it to them gently

Break it to them gently

You gotta break it to them gently

Gotta really try to roll'em

Gotta break it to them gently

Gotta really try to sooth'em

Gotta really try to sooth'em

Gotta really try to roll'em

You gotta roll it to my Mother

Gotta roll it to my Grandma

Gotta roll the old lady

Roll it to my mother

Roll it to my mother

and roll the old lady

Roll it to my Grandma,

She's damn near eighty

Roll the old lady

Roll it to my mother

Roll it to my grandma

Roll the old lady