Well I've been from Boston to LA seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay I seen New York City and Washington Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island And 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
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 a sore throat Not to mention all the times that I cut my fingers on a sardine can
Take me home my heart is heavy...
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 all that stuff and side meat And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's hot buttered cornbread
Take me home my heart is heavy... Take me home my heart is heavy...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
