Take me home I don't wanna roam no more

Well I've been from Boston to LA seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay

I been to New York City and Washington

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

[ banjo ]

Well I've slept all night in a water trough

Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough

I 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 a sore throat)

Not to mention all the times that I've cut my fingers on a sardine can

Take me home...

[ banjo ]

Well I can just see 'em all gatherin' round

Mama's supper table as the sun goes down

And my dear old daddy 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...