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...