Well I`ve been from Boston to LA seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay Into New York City and Washington Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island And I`ve worked in three all night service stations and drove a truck Take me home my heart is heavy and my feet are sore Take me home I don`t wanna roam no more
Well I slept all night in a water trough Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin` cough Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch And I can`t count the times that I`ve had a cold and sore throat Not to mention all the times that I`ve cut my fingers on a sardine can Take me home...
Well I can just see `em all now just a gatherin` round Mama`s supper table when the sun goes down And my good old pappy when the blessing is said Fillin` up his plate with black eyed peas and side meat And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama`s hot buttered cornbread Take me home... Take me home...
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