Home! Sweet Home!

Home!Sweet Home!-Katherine Jenkins

Written by ：Sir Henry R

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam

Be it ever so humble there's no place like home

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there

Which seek thro'the world is ne'er met with elsewhere

I gaze on the moon

As I tread the drear wild

And feel that my mother

Now thinks of her child

As she looks at that moon

From our own cottage door

Thro'the woodbine whose fragrance

Shall cheer me no more

As she looks at that moon

From our own cottage door

Thro'the woodbine whose fragrance

Shall cheer me no more

Home home sweet sweet home

Be it ever so humble

There's no place like home