IT WON'T BE RIGHT
(Words and Music by Tom Johnston)
The Doobie Brothers


Early in the mornin', when the sun come up,
you'll find me sittin' at the table,
drinkin' from a wooden cup.
The mortgage is a-comin', tryin' to take my home away.
I'm not gonna let it turn my head away.

It won't be right, no matter what they say.
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away.
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me.
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see.

Early in the eve-in', long about supper time,
there's nothin' left here for me but a bottle of wine.
I'm gonna be evicted 'long about the hour of five.
Well, it's enough to make me wonder why I'm alive.

It won't be right, no matter what they say.
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away.
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me.
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see.

It won't be right, no matter what they say.
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away.
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me.
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see.

It won't be right, no matter what they say.
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away.
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me.
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see.