(Mel Tillis and Danny Dill)
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
And I dreamed about the cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waiting for long.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home
Oh, how I wanna 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, by night I make the bars
If only they could read between the lines.
Cause 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 just think I'll take my foolish pride
And put it on the south-bound freight and ride
And go on back to the loved ones
The ones that I left waiting so far behind.
Recorded by Bobby Bare
Copyright 1962 Cedarwood Publishing Co.
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