Sing Me Back Home

Ladies and gentlemen
Let us do a serious type song for you
This is a Merle Haggard song
And, we're gonna do it for ya
Sing me back home
And let's dedicate this to Merle Haggard
In Bakersfield, California

The warden let the 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 the song I used to hear
Make my old mem'ries 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 street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him ask the singers
"There's a song my mama sang"
"Could I hear it once before you move along?"

Won't you sing me back home
With the song I used to hear
Make my old mem'ries come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die

Sing me back home before I die

I tell you somethin'
He told me that he had lots of relatives over here
But he didn't say how many
Well, it's great to be here
And all I only know that you probably
Have a few hundred words you like to say
Go ahead, I don't care
Say whatever you want
It's the first time we ever been here
For the way you're going to be the last
So, live it up

You look awful, you're acting ignorant
I don't know what's matter with you?
What is the matter with you?
I didn't get any sleep last night
You went in your bedroom at 12 o'clock
I still didn't get any sleep

Well, I'd ask you what you did
But I don't wanna know
Well, I'll tell you
No, don't tell me
Listen, 12 o'clock
That's enough sleep for everybody, man
I'm sorry, but that's
This girl kept banging on my door, all night long
Bangs on your door all night long? So?
Finally, about four o'clock
I had to let her out