And he said, "Sing me back home, with a song I used to hear
Sing me back home before I die
He said, "Sing me back home, with a song I used to hear
And I heard him tell the singers, "There's a song my mama sang
Make my old mem'ries come alive
And take me away and turn back the years
I recall last Sunday morning, a choir from off the streets
Could I hear it once before you move along?"
Sing me back home before I die"
"Let my guitar friend play my last request"
And take me away and turn back the years
Make my old mem'ries come alive
Came in to sing a few more gospel songs
And I heard him tell the warden, just before he reached my cell
