Sing Me Back Home

I recall last Sunday morning a choir from off the streets
Let him sing me back home with a song I

And take me away and turn back the years
"Let my guitar friend do my request"
Let him sing me back home, with the song I used to hear

Make my old memories come alive
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
Sing me back home before I die
Could I hear it once before you move along?"
And I heard him tell the singers, "There's a song my mama sang
Sing me back home before I die