The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
And I stood up to say goodbye 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 the songs 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 the songs 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
Oh, sing me back home before I die
And I stood up to say goodbye 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 the songs 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 the songs 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
Oh, sing me back home before I die
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