The warden led the prisoner down the hallway to his doom

I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest

And I heard him tell the warden just before they reached my cell

Let my guitar playin' friend fill my request



Let him sing me back home a song I used to hear. Make my old memories come alive.

Sing me away and turn back the year. Sing me home before I die.



I recall last Sunday morning when the choir from off the street

Came in to sing a few old gospel songs

And I heard him tell the singers there's a song my mother sang

Can I hear it before you travel on.



Sing me back home a song I used to hear. Make my old memories come alive.

Sing me away and turn back the year. Sing me back home before I die