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."
Want you sing me back home
with a song i used to hear
make my old memories come alive
and take me away and turn back the years
sing me back home before i die
And i remember sunday evening
when a choir came in from town
just to sing a few old gospel song
and i heard him tell the singers
"there's a song my mama sang.
could you sing it once before we move along?"