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Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
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I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
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I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy,
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sister and brother
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And I dreamed about the girl
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who's been waiting for so long
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I wanna go home I wanna go home
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Oh, how I wanna go home
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Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
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From the letters that I write
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they think I'm just fine, yes they do
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But by day I make the cars and by night
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I make the bars
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If only they could read between the lines
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SPOKEN
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[ 'cause you know I rode a freight train north
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to Detroit City
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And after all these years
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I find I've just been wasting my time
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You know what I'm gonna do?
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I'm gonna take my foolish pride
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Get it on a southbound freight and let it ride
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I'm gonna go back to the loved ones
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The ones I left waiting so far behind]
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I wanna go home, yeah I wanna go home Oh,
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how I wanna go home [Can't you hear me?]
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I wanna go home Whoa, baby I wanna go home
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Oh, how I wanna go home [Somebody help me]
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I wanna go home, yeah I wanna go home, whoa oh
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Oh, how I wanna go home Hmm, I wanna go home
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Detroit City
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| Bobby Bare |
