I was young when I left home An' I been out a-ramblin' round An' I never wrote a letter to my home To my home Lord, Lord to my home An' I never wrote a letter to my home
It was just the other day I was bringin' home my pay When I met an old friend I used to know Said, "Your mother is dead an' gone An' your baby sister's all gone wrong An' your daddy needs you home right away''
Not a shirt on my back Not a penny on my name But I can't go home this way This way Lord, Lord this way An' I can't go home this way
If you miss the train I'm on, count the days and I'm gone You will hear that whistle blow hundred miles Hundred miles, honey baby, Lord, Lord, Lord An' you'll hear that whistle blow hundred miles
An' I'm playin' on a track, ma'd come an' woop me back On them trusses down by ol' Jim Mckay's When I pay the debt I own to the commissary store I will pawn my watch an' chain an' go home Go home, Lord, Lord, Lord I will pawn my watch an' chain an' go home
Used to tell my ma sometimes When I see them ridin' blind Gonna make me a home out in the wind In the wind Lord, Lord in the wind Gonna make me a home out in the wind
I don't like it in the wind Wanna go back home again But I can't go home this way This way, Lord, Lord this way But I can't go home this way
I was young when I left home An' I been out a-ramblin' round An' I never wrote a letter to my home To my home Lord, Lord, Lord An' I never wrote a letter to my home