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 playin friend do my request
Sing me back home with a song I used to hear and make my old memories come alive and take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
I recall last sunday morning a chior from off the street came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singer, theres a song my mama sang could I hear it once before you move along
And sing me back home with a song my mama sang and make my old memories come alive and take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
Sing me back home before I die

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