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You know last night i went to sleep in detroit city |
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And i dreamed about those cotton fields and home |
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I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sisters and brothers |
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And i dreamed about a love who's been waiting there so long |
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I want to go home |
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I want to go home |
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Oh how i want to go home |
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My kinfolks think i'm big in detraoit city |
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From all the letters that i write, they think i'm fine |
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By day i make the cars |
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But, by night i make all the bars |
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Oh if only they's just read between the lines |
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They'd know i want to go home |
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I want to go home |
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Oh how i want to go home |
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You know i rode a freight train north to detroit city |
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And after all these years i find i've been wasting my time |
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Think i'll put my foolish pride on a southbound train and ride |
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Heading back to the loved ones i left there waiting behind |
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Repeat chorus |
