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

Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear

Make my old memories 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 tell the singers

There's a song my mama sang

Could I hear it once, before you move along

Would ya sing me back home with a song I used to hear?

Make my old memories come alive

Take me away, and turn back the years

Sing me back home before I die

Sing me back home before I die