(Jack Clement - Allen Reynolds)

Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.
Well, I've been from Boston to LA
seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I been to New York City and Washington
Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)

And I've worked in three
All night service stations and 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.

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Well,I've slept all night in a water trough
Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough
I had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch
And I can't count the times that I've had a cold. (and a sore throat.)

Not to mention all the times
Tat I've cut my fingers on a sardine can.

Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.
Well, I've been from Boston to LA
seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I been to New York City and Washington
Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)

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Well, I can just see 'em all gatherin' round
Mama's supper table as the sun goes down
And my dear old daddy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas (and side meat)
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
Hot buttered cornbread.

Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.
Well, I've been from Boston to LA
seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I been to New York City and Washington
Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)

Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.
Well, I've been from Boston to LA
seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I been to New York City and Washington
Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)...