Sing Me Back Home
The warden led a prisoner
down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye
like all the rest
And I heard him
tell the warden
just before he reached my cell
Let my guitar playing
friend do my request
Let him sing me back home
with a song I used to hear
Make my old memories
come alive
Take me away
and turn back the years
Sing me back home
before I die
I recall last Sunday morning
a choir from off the streets
Came to sing
a few old gospel songs
And I heard him
tell the singers,
There's a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once
before you move along?
Sing me back home,
the the song I used to hear
Make my old memories
come alive
Take me away
and turn back the years
Sing me back home
before I die
Won't you sing me back home,
the the song I used to hear
Make my old memories
come alive
Take me away
and turn back the years
Sing me back home
before I die
Sing me back home
before I die
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