Detroit City

(альбом: Surf City And Other Swingin' Cities - 1963)

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother
And I dreamed about that girl, who's been waiting for so long

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars, and by night I make the bars
If only they could read between the lines

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

You know, I rode a freight train north to Detroit city
And after all these years I find I've just been wasting my time
So I think I'll take my foolish pride, put it on a southbound freight and ride
Go on back to the ones I left, who've been waiting for so long

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home