The warden led the prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before they reached my cell
Let my guitar playin' friend fill my request

Let him sing me back home a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive
Sing me away and turn back the year Sing me home before I die

I recall last Sunday morning when the 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 mother sang
Can I hear it before you travel on

Sing me back home a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive
Sing me away and turn back the year Sing me back home before I die