Текст песни Sing Me Back Home

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request.' (Let him...) Sing me back home with a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive Take me away and turn back the years Sing Me Back Home before I die I recall last Sunday morning a 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 mama sang. Could I hear it once before you move along?' Won't you Sing me back home with a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive Take me away and turn back the years Sing Me Back Home before I die Sing Me Back Home before I die