Take Me Home

I've been from Boston to L.A.

Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay

I've been to New York City and Washington

Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island.



I've worked in three all night service stations

And I 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.



I slept all night in a water trough

Had the flu, and the crupe and the hooping cough

I've had the mumps and the measles and the seven year itch

And I can't count the times that I've had a cold, sore throat.

Much less all the times that I cut my finger on a sardine can.



Chorus:

I can see 'em all now as they gather round

Mamas supper table when the sun goes down

And my good ole pappy when the blessings said

Filling up his plate with black eyed peas, side of meat

And a big old hunk of my loving mothers hot buttered cornbread.



Chorus:

I can see 'em all now as they gather round

Mamas supper table when the sun goes down

And my good ole pappy when the blessings said

Filling up his plate with black eyed peas, side of meat

And a big old hunk of my loving mothers hot buttered cornbread...