Sing Me Back Home

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
And 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"

"Sing me back home with a song I used to hear
And make my old memories come alive
And 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 street
Came in 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?"

"And sing me back home with a song my mama sang
And make my old memories come alive
And take me away, and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
Sing me back home before I die"



Credits
Writer(s): Merle Haggard
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