I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home



Right!



Take me back to a south Tallahasse

Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy

Can´t stand up on my feet in the city

Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty



Yes sir, no sir

Don't come close to my

Home sweet home

Can't catch no dose

Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart

Sweathog ready to make a silk purse

From a J Paul Getty and his ear

With her face in her beer



Home sweet home



Get out in the field

Put the mule in the stable

Ma' she's a cookin'

Put the eats on the table

Hate's in the city

And my love's in the meadow

Hands on the plow

And my feet in the ghetto



Stand up, sit down

Don't do nothing

It ain't no good when the bossman

Stuffin' down their throats

For paper notes

And their babies cry

While cities lie at their feet

When you're rockin' the street



Home sweet home



Mama, take me home sweet home

I was the last child

I'm just a punk in the street