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 want to 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...