Folks Like Me

Geraldine Fibbers

Don't cry when I say goodbye love

My hearts want to remain what I've become

But I feel your little hands a-tremblin'

Cuz you know the love we shared is nearly done



And I'm goin' back to the place where...

Folks like me are from



My people won't forget me

They'll kill me if I try to fight

There's just no word for this where I come from

I was a trusted servant a noble scientist

But now a fugitive lover's what I've become



And I'm goin' back to the place where

Folks like me are from



I told you from the start that I was not what I appeared

But one look in your eyes and I loved you

My plans were corrupted by your sweet finger tips

And I was never meant to fall in love



My work here was simple till I met you

I should've gone back a long time ago

This body's gettin' old and you know

I'll die in the cold winter sun



I'm goin' back to the place

My old life and my old face

I'm goin' back to the place where

Folks like me are from



Your lord knows I don't want to leave here

I'd like to stay in this little house and provide for you

And if I knew I'd only be risking my own life

I'd stay until they came and struck me dead

But I couldn't stand to see them hurt a hair on your sweet head



So goodbye to laughter and kisses

Goodbye to your belly and your tongue

Back home I'll soon forget just what bliss is

And it don't seem fair...



But I'm goin' back to the place

Back to my own race

You won't have to live life on the run

I'm goin' back to the place where

Folks like me are from