Bucky's Trouble "Come On Home"

Inspired by the Emily Saliers' song, "Come On Home" (covered here by Leslie Martinez), "Bucky's Trouble" looks at a family in crisis: Bucky is coming apart, yet Delilah doesn't want to quit him.

With A Martinez as Bucky, Leslie Martinez as Delilah, and Dakota Lee, Devon Makena, and Ren Farren as their children.

Video production assistance by Julie McAleer. Song production assistance by Dakota Lee. Bucky's birthday cake by Devon Makena.

"Come On Home" appeared originally on the Indigo Girls wonderful album, "All That We Let In."

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"Come On Home" Lyrics:

Dark clouds are comin' in, like an army
Soon the sky will open up and disarm me
You will go, just like you've gone before
One sad soldier off to war
With enemies that only you can see

Dishes stacked, the table cleared
It's always like the scene of the last supper here
You speak so cryptically, that's not news to me
The flood is here it will carry you
And I've got work to do

Come on home,
The team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
It's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags
against the river of your trouble

There is fire, there is lust
Some will trade it all for someone they could trust
There's a bag of silver for a box of nails
It's so simple the betrayal
Though it's known to change the world
and what's to come

Just come on home
The team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
It's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Don't you recognize them anymore
I'm stacking sandbags
against the river of your trouble

There's the given, and the expected
I count my blessings while I eye what I've neglected
Is this for better, is this for worse
You're all jammed up and the dam's about to burst

I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
What if everything we have adds up to nothing

Come on home
The team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
It's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags
against the river of your trouble