I want to go home I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home You know last night I went to sleep in Detroit city And I dreamed about those cotton fields back home I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long I want to go home I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home folks think I'm big in Detroit city From the letters I write they think I'm fine But by day I make the cars And by night I make the bars If only they could read between the lines You know I rode a freight train north to Detroit city After all these years I find I've just been wasting my time So I just think I'll take my foolish pride put on a southbound train and ride And go on back to the loved ones the ones I left there waiting so far behind I want to go home I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home
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