Take Me Home

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...